An obesity story that has lasted over 1/2 century.
I am one of the obese. I ain't happy about it... who amongst us is?... but I absolutely cannot sustain a successful weight loss program.
I've tried a physics approach: fewer calories in... more calories out. That lasted a few days until my body screamed for more sustenance, and I reverted to gluttony and sloth.
I've tried a psychological approach:
That lasted a few days until my mind said "Fuck it. I'm too much of a loser to succeed. Anyway, I'm perpetually hungry", and I reverted to gluttony and sloth.
I've tried an education approach: read voraciously and attempted to make sense of my disappearing toes. This is ongoing, and whilst so occupied with useless contemplation, I continued with gluttony and sloth.
All my fault.
And that guilt producing self-analysis was echoed by many of
not to mention
My latest "insight" into my protruding tummy is this...
I am another victim of the western diet... one designed to be
I came to this conclusion after I read this book by Robert Lustig, MD.
Take a look at the description: "Beating the Odds Against SUGAR, PROCESSED, FOOD, OBESITY, and DISEASE"
A Western-Style diet was slowly killing me... along with an increasing percentage of the world's population.
And the major toxin that is doing me in is FRUCTOSE. [more about toxins]
The key issue with FRUCTOSE
is that it's addictive... and in excess quantities, it louses up our
digestion, and then it becomes a negative for our health...
You eat more sweet stuff than you intended.
Your body starts to crave sugary food
You crave foods that will "balance" the excess sugar intake
You eat sugar, even when you don't really want to
You eat until you've got a "hangover"