If you have been following my posts you know that on New Years Eve I started the HCG diet. http://www.pounds-and-inches.com/
When I first heard of the diet I thought it was insane. People actually paid money for the privilege of injecting themselves in the stomach with urine from a pregnant woman. They inflicted this upon themselves everyday for a number of weeks.
Why am I always the last one to find out about these money making schemes? I had six children. I would gladly have sacrificed my urine for the beauty of mankind. I wonder what other items of great value I have flushed down the toilet?
I will never know what possessed me, but on New Years Eve I gleefully poked myself as I spoke encouraging and endearing words to the urine invading my body. "Please don't be poison."
This turned out to be the most perfect diet I have ever tried. I had no hunger or cravings. I lost four inches in my waist, four more in my belly, two in my hips and a gazillion in the chest but hey, did I mention the four inches in my waist?
I followed a strict regime and ate 500 calories a day, (the urine made up the rest). My food consisted of 3 ounces of fish, hamburger or chicken ,twice a day, and a small handful of two different vegetables with each meal. I had an orange and an apple everyday as a treat. I finished that part of my diet February 22.
For the next three weeks I am free to eat whatever I want except sugar, pasta, rice, wheat and potatoes. I was giddy with anticipation but I what should I eat? If I couldn't have sugar what else was there?
It took a few days for my brain to figure out that I could eat cheese, a vast selection of fruits and vegetables and even bacon and eggs. I am experimenting with beans, or do they fall into the sugar or starch group?
I find it interesting that when my choices were taken away, even for a relatively short period of time, and then given back, it took me awhile to adjust. There must be some deep philosophical lesson in there somewhere.
I will keep you posted on what happens in the next three weeks. Happy Mother's Daze