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My Return to the French Diet

Not that long ago I decided to give myself a 30 day challenge. Thirty days later I felt that was pointless. I am pretty good at working out, and eating but somewhere along the way I “forgot” how to eat. I realized how unrealistic it is to omit food. Seriously!

Plus I realized that in order for me to Live My Best Life, as the world likes to say, I needed to decide what worked for me.

Me drinking a meal replacement shake. I don’t know why, THEY NEVER WORK FOR ME!!! EVER!

In the passed what worked was not omitting anything just understanding moderation. For ever and a day I was the same weight, only gaining when I was pregnant. And why was that? Working out, killing myself with a blan diet?

Truth bomb, no.

I did workout, I have always worked out. But my working out was more for me to stay healthy. For instance lifting weights helps your bones! As you age weight lifting helps you fight Osteoporosis. That is the main reason why I lift weights, another is I really like the way my arms look. Plus, what woman wants bat wings?

A long long time ago, I realized that I was never ever going to look like Megan Fox or Britney Spears. NEVER GONNA HAPPEN. Once I realized this life became so much easier. Already armed with that knowledge I decided to go back to the drawing board. So, if you know me you know the first place I headed to was…..the bookstore.

(Yes, normally I turn to Amazon but I didn’t want to wait for the book to come to me. )

And what did I buy? I got “French Women Don’t Get Fat”, by Mireille Guiliano.

What I realized?

Reading this book was such an eye opener. I realized what I did my entire life was in this book. Except the taking pleasure in food. I remember my grandmother, we called her mother, always scolded me to stop eating so fast or to stop eating so much. Now, I never really ate that much. I guess to her I was eating too fast so I was eating more than I needed. So after reading the first few chapters I put into practice what I was reading. I discovered, no I can’t put away a whole plate of food, and yes mother was right. I was EATING way too much.

After that week, even with working out, I lost about two pounds. Interesting, no?

That convinced me that I needed, nay, I had to go back to basics for myself. I needed to not worry about what I put into my body because I don’t eat bacon day in and day out then lick the bacon fat right out of the pan!

Normally, when I have something “bad” or “fatty” I tend to have something light the next day. For instance a soup or salad.

Needless to say I feel lighter, I feel better in my skin and most importantly I don’t feel the pressure of what I should or shouldn’t have. I have a better appreciation for food, and drink. I love food again!

I feel as though this is knowledge that needs to be shared. If you are like me and you tend to have guilt eating a slice of bread, or even a piece of cheese then you need to look into this. I am not a doctor in anyway so I can’t tell you what to eat and what not to eat but I can tell you that you don’t have to hate food!!!

Enjoy food!! (Just not too much. lol)

Until next time!!!


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