The quest is over, but I have not found the holy grail of diets. This is just another diet fad, and though it may help many people, really, what was always true remains: Marsha is what Marsha eats. We all are what we eat; all of us need to figure out what it is that we can live with and what we can’t.
The real ‘skinny’ of this diet: I did not lose a pound. I did find out that soy and milk products will stay out of my grocery basket, and that grass-fed beef will occasionally find its way home with me. Was it worth it? Yes, and no. No holy grail, but a good piece of information or two.
Nothing on this diet has been difficult, except me and my attitude. I am suspicious about why we always feel we need to change our outlook toward foods. At different times, red meat has been good then bad and now good again; soy is now evil; whole wheat is on the verge of being a bad food. Although I get a bit tired of the author’s ever-loving cheerfulness (she’s a ROCK STAR and she ROCKS!!!!!,) I’ll follow her recommendations if they work for me. But does that mean my supply of Trader Joe’s Multigrain pancake mix, the one that makes wonderful waffles, will have to be tossed? That somehow just doesn’t seem right.
Some people had said that as you re-introduce items to your diet, you would find out fast if you could tolerate them or not. In the case of milk products and me, they were right.
This is one food group I don’t mind giving up. It doesn’t include cheese, does it????
If you want to test your memory, there’s nothing like those songs you sing in your youth. Like this little sweet thing from camp:
I´m a little coconut
Sitting on my coco-butt
Everybody laughs at me
Because I am a nut, you see
I´m a nut (*clap* *clap*)
I´m a nut (*clap* *clap*)
I´m a nut, I ´m a nut, I´m a nut (*clap* *clap*)
MacScouter Book of Songs
I feel like I’ve been singing that song all week. Coconut oil, coconut juice, coconut milk, and -surprise- coconut. Mostly, though, I relate to the chorus, because following all this diet advice is a bit nutty.
It wasn’t so long ago that soy was magic. And before that, corn. And I find it absolutely wacky that this
is not on my diet.
Happily, though, since I had been dairy-free for several weeks before this venture, tomorrow I am re-introducing cream in my coffee. And maybe some yogurt, if I’m still feeling nutty.
Sometimes I just gets the eats.
Habits are funny things. You do them because that’s what you do. I’ve had a couple close calls on this diet – my autopilot goes to the pretzel jug – but I haven’t fallen off this soy-is-a-villain-coconut-is-cool diet. Yet.
Solid oil, no soy, coconut until I’m crazy, red meat and sausages. That is the real challenge of this diet for me, that it challenges my thinking in some very interesting ways. It’s good to jumble things up a bit once in awhile. And, the truth is that a lot of pretzels and waaaaay too much honey aren’t always the good thing I want them to be.
Life is just a bit crazy sometimes.