My friend PJ Schnyder and I are planning a writers' weekend this fall. Originally we were looking at Florida, then a photographer friend of hers said, "Come to Vegas, we'll do a photo shoot." She suggested this, and while part of me said, "Cool! Vegas, baby!" the other part of me looked at myself and cringed at the thought of pictures.
PJ, in her wisdom, said to look at the trip as motivation. After a lot of stress and ice cream (yes, I am a stress-eater), I decided to say screw it and try this diet my friend, Dani, has been having a lot of success with. Of course, it gets a little sticky in that after this week, I'll be spending a week with my in-laws, then a week with my extended family. Remember that stress-eating thing? Yeah. I'm screwed.
But I figured even if I fall majorly off the weekend during that time, I can at least get a try this thing out for a solid week first. So, from now until at least next Saturday, I am a caveman.
Different people call the diet different things: the Paleolithic Diet, the Caveman Diet, the What-Are-You-Thinking-You're-A-Modern-Woman Diet. Okay, that last one was mine. Basically at this stage, the diet involves grazing on foods that could realistically have been gathered back in the stone age. Nuts (but not peanuts or cashews) that are in their plain, raw state, fruit (especially berries), and veggies with a preference for root vegetables (except potatoes). That's during the day. Then for dinner you can have whatever you want (this changes in later stages).
Honestly, at this point, the diet seems nice and healthy. Only a couple of problems. I don't really like much of what I can eat during the day. Fruit is fine (especially with it being summer), but vegetables and nuts? Um. Yeah.
I'm going to give it a try though. I've been told the weight loss is enough of a motivator to stick to it. Here's hoping. I'll let you know next week how things went, but I probably won't update on it again until all the visits are over.
But anyway, if I'm crabby this week, please blame the diet.