The induction phase of the South Beach regime (diet), that luridly long two weeks, is finally over. I was "good"; overall. There were moments when the the bowl of caramels sitting on our dining room buffet called sweetly and not-so-softly to my soul. But, instead of eating ten, I made do with two and called it enough. So there. And then there was the vanilla cookie and chocolate cake lapse.
Otherwise, anything resembling bread, pasta, rice, high glycemic index vegetables (potatoes obviously but even other less obvious suspects), an anything with even a crystal of sugar was off limits. Also: no alcohol. When I was faithful, I made do with sugar-free Russell Stover chocolate candies which tasted good going down but had the naughty habit of causing a rolling gut and worse several hours later. Sigh.
Phase 2 of South Beach is way more civilized; good carbs receive the respect they are due. Finally. Whole grain breads/pastas and certain fruits are cause for celebration. I had oatmeal with chopped pecans for breakfast instead of eggs, eggs and more eggs. Variety please. Sweet.
So far so good. I'm going cautiously with the carbs so as not to undo the results of my ENORMOUS 14 day sacrifice.Notice I said ENORMOUS sacrifice, not ENORMOUS weight loss. But if I had to work that hard to get what I got out of this, I'd like to keep the benefits, thank you very much. I did lose some. Now, with some carb laden fuel, I'm hoping to get out there and EXERCISE. There's no way I could have done so with this crummy diet up till now; even a flight of stairs gave me "leg burn". Such is my body's need for this....
SUGAR. Sweet, sweet lovely sugar. How innocent you look.