Take running, for instance. I go through spurts of running three or four (or if I'm particularly manic) five times a week for a few months. Then I get bored and find whiny excuses like oh I don't think I'll go for a run tonight, it's too cold and dark or ohhh I've had a reeeeally long day with the kids and I'm just soooo tired I can't possibly even lift my little toe off the sofa... Etc. You know the drill.
And when it comes to diet, the all-or-nothing personality can be down right troublesome. For instance, I like to be slim, but I like food. No, that's wrong, like is too flimsy. I would write a song about food. There.
Spaghetti Carbonara, you are my Scarlett O'Hara...
Coq au Vin, of yours I'm such a fan...
Spotted dick and custard, you don't go well with mustard...
Okay that's enough of that.
Back to what I was saying.
I'm not the kind of person that can open a bag of chips and just take just a few. If it's open, it's eaten. For me there's no such thing as just taking one or two cookies from a packet of cookies (who the hell does that anyway?). One square of chocolate? Hahahaha. Gone. Inhaled like sugary air.
This is why chocolate, candies, chips and sweets are rarely purchased and kept in our house. I mentioned the Halloween candy problem. This, friends, is why. My husband asks for chocolate - I say no. I'm mean like that. It's all for the sake of my thighs, I remind him.
So, in light of this, I have concocted a new unDiet that fits my personality perfectly. It goes like this.
During the week:
I eat sensibly (except when at playdates, malls or restaurants).
I steer clear of chocolate (oh, except last night, and the night before that, but we won't count them).
I eat in moderation (except when I urgently need a snack at 4 p.m.).
I cut down on carbs (ahem).
I cut out fat (what butter on those pancakes this morning?).
At the weekend:
I basically eat whatever I want. I indulge. I eat. I enjoy. I drink wine.
That's it. Simple. And you know why the unDiet works for me? Because I don't want to be thin. Yes that's right. Not thin. Just slim. I like my curves and they're staying put.
Therefore, if you do the math:
Pretending to eat sensibly some of the time + working out like a maniac = nice curves.