Another post by guest-blogger, Linda Doty.
Sorry, I was daydreaming. Another delicious d-letter word.
There are so many. Danish. Dr. Pepper. Digiorno. Doritos.
Maybe I should have eaten lunch before writing this post.
This post isn’t about any of those things. Well, maybe it is. It’s about the mother of all D-words when it comes to food. Diet.
No, no – don’t cry. It’s OK. We don’t have to call it a diet if you don’t want to. Lots of times, people sugar-coat that word by saying “way of eating” or something like that. But if you read my last post here, The Other F Word, you’ll know I’m not about sugar-coating things.
Except snickerdoodle cookies, those delicious sugar-coated tidbits of baked dough.
Wait. Where was I?
Diet. Way of eating. We all have one. Some of us may daydream about donuts more than others, but that doesn’t mean we give into those dreams. Cold turkey, baby.
Great. Now I want turkey. With mashed potatoes and gravy.
I’m 50 years old and I’ve been on many kinds of diets. I’ve been a member of Weight Watchers and Jenny Craig. I’ve counted points and counted carbs and counted the minutes until I could have something to eat. I hated every minute of every one of those kinds of diets. I like food too much to ruin it with diets.
I left my corporate job back in July. A few weeks after that, I met with Jeff from dEVOLVE for the first time. We had lunch and talked about weight, health, fitness, and writing and I remember very specifically two of the topics we discussed at that meeting. Jeff talked about how you cannot exercise away a bad diet, and I talked about how I’d already lost seven pounds and was feeling so much better. “Every pound counts.” I said. Seven pounds in just a few weeks – woot! I’d reach my goal by the end of the year! Working out five days a week, all full of motivation! I COULD DO THIS!
Here we are five months later, at the end of the year, and I’m nowhere near my goal.
The good news is, as of this morning, I’ve lost 20 pounds. This is wonderful! Positive! I don’t want to diminish the importance of this. I should go celebrate it! Not with donuts or anything crazy like that. Just with… air and water. Yeah. Air makes for a great celebration.
Even as I celebrate with so much air, the truth is I’m not satisfied with this result. I want more. Or less. Less me, more pounds gone. I’m still working out regularly. I kinda watch what I eat if that means looking at the potato chips as I put them into my mouth. So what’s up with the slow weight loss?
It’s that other D-word. It’s because I cannot exercise away a bad diet.
I need to continue with my workouts, but I need to put more focus on what I eat. AND I’M GOING TO START RIGHT AFTER THE HOLIDAYS, BECAUSE SNICKERDOODLES…
I’m no expert. I’m not a doctor or a nutritionist or anything like that. I’m a woman who has struggled with weight all her life and has tried many approaches to it, read many books about it, and here’s what I think: diet is 75% responsible for the number you see on the scale, exercise is maybe 25%. There are a lot of reasons to exercise, benefits to your body and mind. I believe exercise needs to be part of the equation.
But you can’t exercise away a bad diet. GET OUT OF MY HEAD, JEFF FROM DEVOLVE!!
So if you’re just working out without being cognizant of what you are putting in your mouth, you won’t see the results you wish to see.
Time to up your game and focus on the diet.
Right after the holidays… NOW.
Linda Doty claims to be a writer, mostly because she’s already quit her other job and ‘writer’ sounds way more impressive than bum. You can see her work in several places besides her mother’s refrigerator. She’s contributed to a couple hilarious books available on Amazon. She occasionally blogs at JustLinda.com. You can follow her on Facebook or on Twitter @LindaInDisguise.