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Here We Go Again

Today marks the third week in a row of my new commitment to both calorie counting and adding some kind of physical activity to my day.  I have been limited my intake to no more than 1300 per day, ensuring that days I go over are followed by days I go under.  I will allow myself one cheat day per month to go out of control because calorie restrictions unfortunately do mean food restrictions as well (bye bye for now, nachos).  I hate the gym and I’m not a runner, so my physical activity has consisted of doing laps with my iPod around the 1.6 million square foot building where I work five days a week.  Inside of course; I’m not quite brave or crazy enough to go out in the frigid Indiana air.  In these three little weeks, I have no idea how much weight I’ve lost, but my clothes fit better, my hourglass figure is making a mean comeback, and my husband has taken notice on my improvements.

The last time I had to change my diet and drop some pounds was a nightmarish time when I was squeezing into a size 11 and being ashamed of myself.  Right now, I am hovering around a size 7 and nowhere near where I was before, so it’s not quite the annoyance it was back then.  My goal this time is to get back to the size I was when my husband and I got married.  I’m basing it on how I look and how my clothes fit, nothing else.  I don’t care how much I weigh now or how much I weigh when I’m done.  I’m always going to be “heavy” due to the pounds of muscle I carry, so the number is going to be higher than you’d expect as long as I stay healthy and don’t lose that muscle.  I’m making progress and happy with the results.  But damn if it isn’t hard.


I’ve always been a big believer that diets are not the way to go.  Diet equals restriction which equals frustration and eventually failure.  Tell someone they cannot have any pizza and they are going to want pizza. With calorie counting, I can have pizza and all the other foods I desire, just not in the quantities I may prefer.  The plus side is that my stomach quickly became used to smaller quantities and doesn’t allow me to overeat, making calorie counting much easier.  The downside is that I want to eat cakes and pies and pizzas and tacos and everything else I can get my hands on.  There has been free cake, bagels, donuts, and all sorts of junk food in my office that I want to dive into headfirst and devour until I can’t move.  It’s torture.

My saving grace in the office has come in two forms.  The first is sometimes tiring but very therapeutic; long walks around the square-shaped building, including hikes up and down the ramps.  With my iPod on shuffle and helping me drown out all the noise around me, I get a break from the day while breaking a bit of a sweat.  It also allows me to get away from whatever temptation is being put in front of me, reducing the chances of me cracking under pressure and grabbing some junk food.  The second is a little mean but it works.  All I have to do is get a good look at one of the very out of shape people in this building and the desire to eat junk food vanishes.  The fact that the woman who sits behind me has a habit of ordering multiple lunches per day and having Doritos for breakfast ends up being a powerful motivator for me to eat less and eat healthy.


This is not the most difficult time I’ve had with a plan to drop a few pounds, nor is it the most extreme thing I’ve done, but for some reason it’s been annoying me more than all the other diets, exercise plans, food restrictions, and various other paths I’ve ventured down.  If not for the fact that I’m seeing results, I think I would have quit.  I imagine that is why many people throw in the towel early on.  But my goal is in mind and it’s a goal that isn’t a year or more down the road, but mere months away.  Milestone One will be March 11th when the husband and I go to WWE Raw, as I want to look good in the shirt I altered for the event.  Milestone Two will be my birthday, where I hope to be at the point where nothing in my closet is off-limits, but the real goal is Milestone Three when I will go bikini shopping.  It doesn’t matter if it’s the right time of year or not; whenever I’m at the point where I get excited to go try on bikinis, I’ll know I’ve reached my ultimate goal.

Struggling with weight is one of the most frustrating and annoying struggles that the average person has to deal with.  It’s also one of the most easy fixes out there.  Unless you’re one of the very few who have a medical condition that causes extreme weight gain or prevents weight loss, it’s simply a matter of burning more than you consume.  Doing that isn’t the impossible feat that many make it out to be.  Yes, it’s frustrating being surrounded by donuts and having to take a pass, but it’s worth it when you can look at yourself in the mirror after a shower without cringing in disgust.  Have some self-control and self-respect, choose reasonable goals, and stick to a plan that works for you.  Easy.


There are always going to be people out there who tell you you’re doing it wrong.  Eat more carbs and less dairy.  Eat no carbs and drink green tea.  Drink only black coffee and eat lots of carrots.  Plan X worked for me; you should try it.  Workout video Y is amazing; want to borrow it?  Receive their advice with a smile and get right back to your own plan.  If something works for you and is giving you results, be them big or small, it’s in your best interest to shrug off the unwanted advice.  But don’t be afraid to talk about what you’re doing just because you want to avoid advice.  Speaking up doesn’t just keep people informed, it can connect you with others who are also trying to get in shape or lose their Christmas weight.

At the end of the day, it’s about you and only you.  What you want for yourself.  Where you see yourself in the future.  How happy you want to be with who you are.  How comfortable you wish to be in your own skin.  With weight loss or with any type of self-improvement, you have to be doing it for you and no one else.  If my husband had been the one to encourage this weight loss, I wouldn’t be as motivated as I currently am.  I’m the one in this body and I have to do it for me.  I have to know that I can succeed and I have to be willing to make sacrifices to get there.  And most important for me, I have to find ways to cope when it feels like it’s too hard.  Like writing this entry, for example, as it kept me from searching for candy.  Thanks for listening.



Another year is down in the history books.  We are eagerly pushing forward into 2013 with the hopes of improving our lives in a variety of ways.  Some people are determined to find love while others are trying to move on from a rocky relationship they refused to bring into the new year.  DVDs such as P90X will fly off the shelves as people try to keep their promise to get in better shape and shed the fat around their waistline.  Homes get makeovers, as do hairstyles and wardrobes.  Adjustments are made to our schedules to devote more time to studies, hobbies, and other beneficial activities.  There is always a group who refuses to make a single change, treating the new year exactly like the last.  Either way, the thought of starting fresh is in all of our minds in some shape or form.


I’ve been among the “I don’t make resolutions” crowd and I’ve been among the pack of people who make lists they are determined to stick to.  This year, both my husband and I began the new year by diving back into a calorie counting routine in order to get back in shape for good.  For me, this is less of a resolution and more of a jump back into lifestyle change we had one stuck to like glue but had gotten lazy and abandoned.  The start of a new year was the perfect excuse to begin again, plus it gives us a good reference point when tracking our progress through the weeks and months.  Weight loss is a very common focus for many people right now.  While it’s not exactly an exciting thing, it is very important for my health and mental well-being, so I’m excited about it even if no one else is.

Resolutions certainly aren’t mandatory and definitely aren’t something that must be shared with family and friends.  With a goal like mine, it helps to be open about it so that people don’t interfere with your new eating habits and so more motivation exists to stick with it, but openness is not necessary.  Unless your goal happens to be related to open communication with others, there’s no need to feel obligated to be open with others about your resolutions or lack thereof.  Curious minds love to pry into the affairs of others, but just because they ask doesn’t mean you have to answer.  If it’s personal, let it be personal.  Allowing yourself to be guilted into making some when none were made or being shamed into making new ones will ensure your failure.


There is no one right way to approach resolutions for the new year, but there are definitely a few universally wrong ways.  You can’t make resolutions (or not make them) due to pressure from others.  Because these resolutions aren’t made willingly, they are likely to be abandoned early on and leave you feeling as if you have failed.  If you are picking your resolutions off of a list of popular choices, you are also giving yourself an extra nudge towards failure.  Approaching the resolutions with negativity or failing to take them seriously will also guarantee you won’t make it until February.

If you’re going to make a resolution or two this year, or if your current lists needs a bit of editing, it’s worth taking a few minutes to better analyze your choices and to ensure you’re doing it for you and no one else.  If your heart isn’t in it, scrap your entire list and decide to start fresh next month or simply see how things go.  If quitting smoking is on your list but you’re not ready, give yourself some time.  January 1st is not the official Start Fresh day of the year, so there’s no reason to worry if you don’t have a few lifestyle changes nailed down at the stroke of midnight.


Ultimately, the goal is self-improvement for not only your own benefit, but for the benefit of your family, roommates, coworkers or anyone else who deals with you on a regular basis.  This positive goal is what matters, not the details on how you get there or what you choose to be your first step.  If financial improvement is what you have in your sights, it doesn’t matter if you begin by skipping your biweekly trip to the mall or if you cut up every credit card you can get your hands on.  The important thing is that you made the initial effort.  The hard part of course is sticking with it.

Success or failure is fully on your shoulders.  If you want to reach your goal, you’ll get there regardless of the circumstances as long as your approach is strong and secure.  Above all else, don’t forget to relax.  Who cares if your coworker lost 10 pounds in a week while also remodeling their kitchen?  Who cares if your sibling thinks your desire to grow your hair out is lame and boring?  If it’s important to you, their opinions and actions mean nothing and shouldn’t bother you or affect your resolve.  Take your resolutions seriously, but not to the point to where it consumes you.  Breathe in, breathe out, and get started on your terms and no one else’s.


Fat is not a disease.  Dr Pattie Thomas states that “there is no evidence that fatness, in and of itself,  is a disease, a disorder or a symptom.”  Dr Pieter Cohen, assistant professor of medicine at Harvard Medical School and general internist at Cambridge Health Alliance says “if we call obesity a disease, it would mean automatically, a third of Americans are in a diseased state or sick.”  The Center of Consumer Freedom Executive Director, Richard Berman, states that “obesity is not a ‘disease’ if it can be cured by taking regular walks and eating less.  We need to be careful not to dumb down the definition of the term disease at the expense of taxpayers.”  Paul Handel, MD, and vice president of Blue Cross Blue Shield of Texas says that “if we consider obesity a disease, it implies that individuals have no control over what’s happening, and as a nation and as a culture, we need to commit more of our resources to treating the complications of the weight and obesity problem rather than saying it’s a preventable event that really demands a societal response.”  The list of examples goes on and on.

This morning, I was listening to my coworker describe her rough morning of trying to enter through the handicap entrance to use the shorter line meant for people with physical disabilities, only to find that the door was not working and she was forced to physically open the door herself.  This same woman scored a temporary handicap tag at this building for her knee; thankfully it expired after 4 months because the space needed to be open for people with real disabilities, not for people who have knee problems solely because they refuse to lose weight.  She is one person among many in the building I work in, and in this world, who think being obese means they have a disease and a handicap which entitles them to special treatment.

I fully acknowledge that medical conditions exist that cause a person to gain weight and enter the category of obesity; I am not talking about those people and I sympathize with their struggle.  The problem stems from lazy people who don’t care about their bodies.  They gain weight, gain some more, and then want to say it’s a disease and want better health care, better accommodations in public, and all the rights and special treatments that are afforded to those with actual disabilities.  I find it insulting that a person who can’t resist McDonald’s thinks they are just as disabled as a paraplegic or amputee.  Diet and exercise can fix fat, it can’t cure paralysis.

I will agree that there is an obesity epidemic in this nation, but it’s hardly a disease, as it’s easy to avoid with knowledge, self-awareness and self-control.  Although late to the party, Cheesecake Factory has finally gotten on board and posted their nutrition facts for their rich and delicious dishes.  With the exception of small specialty eateries that are sprinkled here and there, restaurants (sit down and fast food) are very up front with the calorie counts of their dishes, with some like Panera going as far as posting it directly on their large menu board behind the cash registers.  With the basic understanding that the average person requires 2000 calories per day, it is clear that consuming more will result in weight gain and consuming less will result in weight loss.  You can’t cure cancer this way, yet we are meant to consider obesity as much of a disease as cancer is?

When the argument is made that obesity is not a disease because it is preventable, it obviously doesn’t mean that it is comparable to something serious like HIV, where prevention can mean safe sex and no drug use.  The action of unsafe sex leads to contracting a disease, while the action of eating pizza does not lead to obesity.  The effect comes from excess; eating two slices and eating an entire pie are very different.  It is a gamble to have unprotected sex with an HIV positive person, but there is no gamble in attending a neighborhood cookout, as people do it all the time and aren’t breaking any scales.  Food doesn’t equal fat, it is the actions of the individual that result in fat.

This is not about our culture’s definition of beauty and the fact that skinny is what society accepts as a thing of beauty, not cellulite and rolls.  It’s not about trying to look like the airbrushed people on magazine covers.  This is about the simple fact that being obese is not healthy and that obesity results from a lifestyle choice, not from a disease that is contracted, inherited, or developed.  This is about the fact that this country would rather be coddled to and have their surroundings expand along with their waistline rather than get out of their recliner and take steps to become healthy.  This is about people looking for an easy fix, a pill to pop or a surgery to request, and the desire to have those things covered by their insurance company due to their “disease.”

Obesity is a mess the individual gets themselves into.  When I gained weight after starting work in this building, due to the lack of activity that comes with a desk job and my own lack of care, it was because I got lazy and not because I contracted the fat disease.  I controlled my intake and lost weight.  When I get careless, I gain weight.  Had I given up, I’d be a tub of lard right now and it would be entirely my fault.  To blame a fictional disease is to take the responsibility off of myself and to make myself look like a victim.  This attitude is one of the many reasons there are so many overweight people in this world; we want to eat and enjoy a leisurely life without taking responsibility for our actions and accepting that we are in control of our physical well being.

The woman I previously mentioned (who has also mentioned getting a scooter so she doesn’t have to walk the hallways) is one of many people I see on a daily basis treating their XXL shirt size as an honest handicap and disease.  They use the diabetes and heart conditions they develop as proof that obesity is a disease that brings on other diseases.  They wish to be coddled in the same way a truly sick person is coddled, and it needs to stop.  There are people out there who have honest and real medical problems that do cause obesity; to say that obesity itself is a disease is doing a disservice to these people who need more help than a reduced diet and a walk around the block.

Even if, for argument’s sake, we say that obesity is truly a disease, it’s still one that is completely preventable and avoidable, curable without medical intervention, and easy to control.  If you’re having a Whopper with fries, grab a diet coke instead of a 300 calorie regular soda and make sure your next meal is a salad with lite dressing and minimal toppings.  Get off your ass and walk around a bit, be it around your office or a stroll through your neighborhood.  No one is wasting time on the guy who smoked three packs a day and now has throat cancer, trying to say his choice to smoke was due to a disease.  Why should anyone feel bad for the guy who ate himself into a 48 inch waistline?

Teeny Tiny Sodas

I’m sure by now, most of you have heard about New York’s new ban on soda sizes above 16 ounces in an effort to help with America’s growing obesity problem.  The ban will apply in fast food restaurants, movie theaters, Broadway theaters, sports stadiums, delis, cafeterias at work, and most other places selling prepared food.  It will not cover beverages sold in supermarkets and most convenience stores.  The rule would not apply to lower or zero calorie beverages, such as water or diet soda, or to alcoholic beverages or drinks that are more than half milk or at least 70% juice.

I may be in the minority, but I am a huge fan of this.  Throughout the years, I’ve seen fast food cups morph in size; the drink that was a large years ago is now a small or medium in most establishments, with grossly large cups taking the large and super sizes spots.  When I lived in Connecticut, I gained about fifteen pounds in a short amount of time by drinking regular sodas rather than a low or zero calorie substitute.  I’ve watched children (whose parents I was acquainted with) become overweight at early ages because mom and dad didn’t mind if they had a Coke or Mt Dew with their meals and snacks.  We are a fat and sloppy country and I appreciate efforts such as this one to try to assist our citizens.

The majority of businesses that will be affected by the ban are establishments that offer free refills, either by self-serve or by asking a cashier.  This ban is not saying “You are NOT allowed to consume more than 16 ounces of regular Dr. Pepper with this meal!”  It’s simply making it more difficult for you to access those empty calories and damage your health.  When eating fast food, you’re packing on the calories as it is with a burger (300 to 600 calories on average, although it can often push 1000) and fries (anywhere from 250 to 600 on average) or onion rings (400 on average), plus any dipping sauces you choose to use with your side (15 calories per tablespoon of ketchup, but zesty onion ring sauce nets you 150 calories per serving).  It makes sense to try to cut out the empty calories by attempting to get consumers to take it easy on the soda.  In no way is the ban stopping you from getting refill after refill; the trips to the counter will burn some of those unnecessary calories anyway.

At the movie theater, if you are like me and never willing to step out until the movie wraps, perhaps this will push you to order a different beverage at the counter.  I prefer the 20 ounce Dasani bottled water at the AMC theater to accompany my popcorn.  If I’m in the mood for a soda, I’ll spring for a diet, but both my husband and I are always sure to avoid the regular sugary sodas.  A small buttered popcorn at Regal Movie Theater will net you 670 calories (unbuttered is 485) while a large at AMC with a reasonable amount of butter puts you just over 1000.  If you must have a regular Coke, it makes sense to give you a smaller size, limiting the amount of calories you pack on while sitting immobile for two to three hours.  I’m also not above bringing in my own drink if I must; a Vitamin Water Zero is a nice way to cut through all that popcorn butter and salt without giving me thunder thighs.

Restaurants have slowly begun to put calorie counts in clear areas on their in-store menus or on display elsewhere on site rather than just on their website or in a forgotten pamphlet in the corner.  They are not tweaking their items (for the most part, although some have tried cutting down on the size of items) but simply making sure the consumer is aware of what they are about to eat.  It makes the intelligent consumer see that if they have the 1/3rd pound Hardee’s burger with fries, they are consuming half of the calories they are meant to eat per day.  They may be pushed to substitute a salad for the fries, skip the mayo on the burger (one tablespoon nets you 90 calories, lite mayo nets about 35) or make sure to eat very lightly for the rest of the day.  This soda size restriction is a bolder tool to educate consumers, but a tool nonetheless to reduce the amount of obese people and to show people how many calories they are sucking down blindly with their already calorie laden meals.  It puts up a tiny barrier between the consumer and an increase in pant size, but it’s not a barrier they cannot easily step over.

If you are a stubborn person who absolutely has to have 36 ounces of Mt Dew in front of you as you tear into your meal, then order two drinks.  If you are going to ignore all the health risks involved in overeating and consuming more calories than your body is built to handle, why not have it hurt your wallet?  Health care costs are up, in part, because of the expanding number of obese people in this country and the many health issues that come with carrying around pounds of fat your body is not built to carry.  We make smokers pay more for cigarettes that will most likely give them health problems in their future, so why not do the same with people who play Russian Roulette with their health?

I understand that I’m being extreme here, but underneath the surface, they are both the same exact thing.  If a person wishes to damage their health, after receiving the education to fully understand what kind of damage their doing, then they should definitely be inconvenienced in life and in their wallets.  How many frequent fliers have been annoyed by an obese seat mate and had their space encroached on for the entire flight?  How many people have had to deal with a rude smoker going through cigarette after cigarette at the table close by while trying to enjoy a meal?  Why is it wrong to be concerned with the rights of people living healthy rather than the “rights” of people treating their bodies like trash?

I do understand that there is a lot of upset because it feels as though the government is sticking their hands where they shouldn’t in controlling what we can drink.  But they are not controlling what we can drink.  Sodas aren’t all being switched over to diet.  Establishments aren’t getting rid of all regular sodas, Icees, and other non-diet options.  You can still go to the grocery store and get a case of regular Fanta and drink it all in one night if you wish.  All this ban is doing is making it more difficult for the general (and sometimes uneducated) public to blindly damage their health and bodies.  Is that so wrong?

Bloomberg spokeswoman, Samantha Levine, stated “we’ve heard these claims of pending apocalypse before when we proposed bold public health initiatives, and they have been proven false.  Critics predicted the end of tourism and that businesses would sink when we banned smoking in bars and restaurants, yet we’ve grown tourism to record levels and the restaurant and bar industry continues to grow.”  Some will hate the ban, some will frequent food joints less, some will just buy two drinks, and some will declare it all a failure.  Some businesses will see a slump, some will see an increase, and some will notice no change.  Life, as always, will take this ban and treat it as the small speed bump it is; we will learn to take a tiny bit of effort and just roll over it, finding that we’re just as good on the other side.

DAY FIFTEEN (12/31/11)

Happy New Year’s Eve everyone!  2011 was a great year, but I’m glad to see it come to a close and look forward to starting the new year off right.  Like a lot of people are doing right now, I’m making weight loss one of my goals for the new year.  I don’t like calling it a resolution because every single one of those awful things I’ve ever made, I’ve broken into a thousand tiny pieces no later than February.  This is simply a goal for myself to drop a few pounds that just happens to coincide with a major date change.

My goal:  Lost 10 pounds before the Tool concert on January 24, 2012.

My eating habit change:  Calories will be restricted to between 1200 and 1400 per day, no exceptions.  No limits on food, but this does force me to choose between eating that pizza and being done for the day or eating a salad for lunch and being able to snack as I please throughout the day.

My assistants:  A big glass of green tea every morning and vitamins (NO weight loss supplements) every day to keep me healthy and boost my metabolism.  My husband is also eating healthy, so he’ll be a great source of motivation for me.

This plan, just like my plan to see if diet pills work, seems like a no brainer.  No luck is needed on this one!

(I hope)


DAY FOURTEEN (12/30/11)

My fourteen days with Jillian Michaels has come and gone and I can’t be happier that it’s over.  The first seven days, the cleanse, was fairly uneventful, at times annoying, and resulted in three pounds of weight loss.  The second seven days, the burn, was even more quiet and resulted in two pounds of weight gain.  Because I did not alter my diet and only ensured I didn’t eat over 1900 calories per day, I believe these results speak for exactly what these pills do for a person.

In two words: not much.  The detox and cleanse seemed to do nothing more than shed a few pounds of water weight, which I gained right back after the cleansing process was done.  The fat burning stage didn’t seem to do anything whatsoever.  I would not recommend even attempting the cleanse process to drop a few pounds because not only will you gain them right back, but you may also experience some of the less than pleasant side effects that I read about.

I didn’t follow the eating plan or exercise recommendations on purpose; if I eat amazing foods and work out 30 minutes a day, I’m not proving these pills do a single thing.  My goal was to tackle this the way the average person would; take the miracle pill and lose weight.  I kept my food limited to where I wouldn’t gain any weight, but that was it.

Since these last fourteen days were something of a waste, I’m going to post brief blogs over the next few weeks with a new approach to weight loss, minus the magic pills and empty promises in a bottle.  My husband and I are going to a Tool concert in less than a month and I would like to drop ten pounds by then.  Ten small pounds isn’t a lot, but when you’re not too heavy as it is, it can be a challenge.  Sadly for me, this is going to mean no drinking on New Years.  I’ll keep you posted, but in the meantime please have a nicely chilled shot of Jager for me!

DAY EIGHT: (12/24/11)

Merry Christmas eve!

I’ll keep this short and sweet so I can get back to the holiday festivities.  I have little to report except that I am unreasonably hungry.  I eat and I’m hungry again minutes later.  If not for my self-control and my desire not to turn into a pleasantly plump female, I’d have a plate in front of me at all times.  Since these fat burning pills are the only thing that is new and different in my world, I can only blame them for my increase in appetite.

Other than wishing for plate after plate of cookies, nothing else is going on.  No stomach pains other than those for hunger and no side effects outside of the insatiable appetite.  I’m off to return to my husband and son, who are hopefully far away from the temptations of cookies and other goodies.  Merry Christmas to you all!

DAY SEVEN: (12/23/11)

I’m finally done with the detox and cleanse half of the Jillian Michaels program and I can’t be happier! My fear of experiencing one or more of the awful side effects I had heard about was more than a little distracting, so it’ll be nice to put that worry aside for the next several days. Burning fat doesn’t sound as worrysome as a cleanse does. Over the last seven days, I relaxed a bit on my calories and didn’t reduce them enough to lose weight from restriction alone. Despite that, I still managed to lose three pounds in seven days. I suspect that those three pounds were water weight and I expect to gain them back now that the cleanse portion of the program is complete.

Physically, I look and feel the same as when I began. I didn’t add in any exercise or special diet for this past week in order to see if pills alone would make a difference. One major problem with any type of weight loss drug is that it gives the user a false sense of security. You are more likely to skip your workout or add an extra helping of mashed potatoes because you are supported by the magic pill that will do its job of making fat vanish whether you assist or not. Many users experience stomach pains and other digestive problems because they consume fatty foods while taking the pills; many of these diet drugs warn users against this but their advice often goes unheard.

I’ve decided that in order to see if these fat burners can truly do anything on their own, I will not restrict my calories too much over the next seven days. I will obviously not overeat, but I’m also not going to reduce my calories in such a way to facilitate weight loss. I need to clarify that I do not think people should turn to pills when they are trying to drop pounds. I lost 30 pounds in 4 months last year by cutting calories and taking vitamins. My husband did the same, also without the aid of magic weight loss pills. If you take the time to read the package inserts, just about every diet pill out there instructs you to eat a healthy, low calorie and low fat diet while taking the pills and get lots of exercise. If you are disciplined enough to eat right and exercise, you don’t need to be popping Stackers or Trimspa because your habits alone are enough to help you lose weight. Of course, if you’re already that disciplined, you probably wouldn’t be turning to diet pills in the first place.

Part of me wants the Jillian Michaels plan to work, but part of me wants to prove that it’s all bull. So far, I’d have to admit that the cleanse seems to have succeeded since it rid me of some weight. I would not recommend it though, as I had one day where I was in pain almost nonstop and there are far too many reviews describing horrible side effects. I also can’t prove that it detoxed or cleansed anything at all. I would rather trim my diet down to salads and lean meats than do this portion of the program over again. Tomorrow I will begin the fat burning half of the program. Fingers crossed…..

DAY THREE: (12/19/11)

My initial fear of forgetting to take my pills turned out to be a silly thing to worry about.  I’m keeping the oversized box right next to my toothbrush so Jillian Michaels and her You Will Lose Weight Or Else face can remind me twice daily.  My calorie counts have been staying between 1500 and 1800 for the past three days, which is also what I was doing prior to beginning the program.  It could just be in my head, but I feel lighter than I did when I began.  I also noticed that the “I just ate a full turkey” look that I sometimes get after dinner hasn’t been happening.  I doubt I’ve lost any weight in these few days, but I definitely feel better and feel a bit more confident.

The downside?  Do you know the noise your stomach makes when you’re hungry?  Mine has been doing that at various times of the day for reasons I cannot explain as anything but an effect from the detox and cleanse pills.  Thankfully, I’m not experiencing anything like Laura, who posted this comment on a review site“day one. so much gas in my stomach, not really painful per se but rumble rumble rumble. THEN it hit me. at least 5 episodes of diarrhea. like water.”  I do think I’ve got the rumbles though.  It’s loud and a bit embarrassing, but there isn’t any pain or discomfort.  At least it’s not accompanied by the ugly trips to the restroom.  I’ve found that it usually acts up and gets loud once I lay down for the night.  My poor husband.

Overall, I can’t complain.  Noise, I can deal with.  Pain, not so much.  As long as the only side effect I am stuck with is a drum line in my belly, I am good to go.  The urge to weigh in is heavy, but I don’t want to hop on the scale too soon and be discouraged if I don’t see the results I expect or desire.  Today my clothes feel normal, but yesterday they felt a bit loose.  Chances are, the only thing that has changed between yesterday and today is my attitude and my optimism.

DAY ONE: (12/17/11)

My biggest challenge today was ensuring I drank a full glass of water with my two cleanse pills.  To say I’m not a morning person would be a great understatement; I would punch morning in its face if I could locate it.  I popped my two pills after my shower and went about my day.  I did notice I was slightly less hungry than normal around lunch time, but it may have been a placebo effect from my eagerness to see some actual results.

The second set of pills went down at around 4:30pm.  No real noticeable effects in the evening.  I will admit, I am a bit afraid of the “cleanse” part of this program.  Here are a few things people say about cleanses in general and the Jillian Michaels program:

“Vitamin deficiencies, muscle breakdown and blood-sugar problems — not to mention frequent liquid bowel movements — are some of the seriously unpleasant drawbacks”

“Side effects include irritability, headaches, insomnia and possible stomach irritation.”

“Is blood in urine happened anyone to else while using the Jillian Michaels Detox?”

“I took this product for only 2 days and I have become very dehydrated, aside from the intense migraines!”

So far, I am happy to report that none of the above apply to me and I’m sure you can already guess that I hope they don’t apply in the future.  Day one has come and gone without too much fanfare.  I’ll weigh in at day seven and report any weight loss or gain.

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