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Beach diet

By Paula Mandez

On Zealous Thierry

When I was a kid I never gave in to other people’s opinions about how I should look or how much I should weigh. Dieting was for weaklings.

I felt superior to kids who were always talking about their weight and how little they ate. If a girl turned down dessert for fear of getting fat, I’d roll my eyes and order the hot biggest fudge sundae on the menu. I never got on a scale, because I felt fine the way I was.

Some people referred to me as chubby: I didn’t care. But when my cousin got married and asked me to be in the wedding, I had to be fitted for a bridesmaid dress. I’d always hated shopping. I wore whatever my mother got for me. With elastic waistbands. Now I had to face a mirror, and the fact that I was a size 16. The biggest size the bridal store sold! I got a scale, weighed myself, and found I was what the chart called “obese”.

I went on the South Beach Diet. I gave up sugar and started obsessing about food and weight, including noticing other people’s weight and judging them on it! I’d never that done before. I was really strict, and lost nearly 2 pounds a week for six months– until I had some kind of breakdown. I was depressed and faint and went on crying jags– just like those dieting weaklings I used to feel superior to in seventh grade!

Now I’ve gained back half of what I’d lost, but I think I’ll be all right. Even though I’m not strict any more, some of the better eating habits– more vegetables, more protein, less pasta and sugar– have settled in.

By the same author;

House Number 230
Elmswood Park
Along 1st Road
Marondera, Mashonaland East 00000

Published by K. T. NHAMO

I would rather entertain people and hope they were educated than educate them and hope they were entertained.

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