First let me tell you how my diet is coming along. After all, you don't want to hear what I have to say about diet unless I can demonstrate that I know how to lose weight.
OK. Today I got dressed for church, and picked a pair of pants I own as perfect for wearing under a choir robe. They're by Karen Kane. They're a size 14, and are made of some miracle fiber with some stretch. My husband mentioned that these pants were looking a bit baggy. I then decided to determine whether they had gotten too big, using my handy method of removing them without unsnapping or unzipping them. And it took a couple of tugs, but off they came.
This means my pants are too big. Which means I'm losing weight. And that means I know what I'm talking about.
So let me tell you the difference between deprivation and satisfaction.
Deprivation is a dinner with 1 serving of broiled chicken, 1/2 cup of rice, and a half a cup of steamed broccoli. And a glass of wine.
Satisfaction is the same dinner with two big helpings of tossed green salad with tomato and avocado, dressed with a vinaigrette made of extra virgin olive oil, balsamic vinegar, garlic, salt, and pepper.
These two meals are are a world apart.
The first has you finishing your last bite five minutes after you sat down.
The second has you still eating at 20 minutes and counting.
Also, you need to include a little good fat in your diet. It's good for your heart. It keeps you full longer. And not to get into TMI-land, but a little olive oil is good for what ails you. And the salad dressing takes care of that.
So eat your salad. And don't come whining to me that you're hungry and constipated.
Just leave off the fried croutons, pine nuts, blue cheese, etc., etc. (I don't need to tell you that Bac-Os are both sad and disgusting, right?)