Thanks to my fabulous patient Annie for sharing this with us! Sometimes a picture says more than words.
What A Unique Way To Present This
4.2 grams = 1 teaspoon of sugar = 1 cube !
Someone ought to get an award for this. We know the facts, but this
brings it into perspective quickly, doesn’t it?
Each cube is a teaspoonful.
Now someone needs to do this with salt!
‘When someone shares something of value
with you and you benefit from it, you have
a moral obligation to share it with others.”
So send it on!!
Dee—I must admit that I broke down last week and had a Dairy Queen blizzard—I only got through half before I was feeling the pain! Kevin Deeth is right about the cheat day—It is necessary, however it isn’t so pleasant to the aroma of the household when you go running for the toilet! Never trust the silent but deadly! Keep on the plan! The tortoise always ends up winning the race and especially when it comes to really treating your body right! It’s not our fault! We are victims of a food industry and are simply ignorant.
Throughout the past few weeks, I’ve had days where I simply throw in the towel and eat/drink whatever sounds good. Even though it’s really fun in the moment, it is SO not worth it. For example, a couple of weeks ago, I had a package of all-natural chicken breasts and I made a last-minute decision to make homemade chicken fingers. I found this Southern breeding mix that you shake the chicken in and deep fry it. They are the most incredible fingers you’ve ever had. They tasted amazing, especially with my authentic Buffalo wing sauce and blue cheese. I probably had about six and the next day I thought I was going to die. After not eating grease for so many weeks, all of that grease sat like a cannonball in my stomach for the entire next morning. Also, for some reason, if I eat perfectly well for a few days and start to lose a couple of pounds, eating poorly for part of one day undoes so much good. It’s like six days of healthy food might take off three pounds and one day of eating junk puts on five…seriously…not fair, but it is so not worth it.
No, I don’t have a fever. Am I still alive? (Pinch-OUCH-guess so!) I am so proud of Dee! She actually listened to me and rented the video! I had 2 other patients this week that did as well. It must be a full moon or I’ll have to accept that people may actually be starting to listen to my rants and raves!
Here’s what Dee had to say about the documentary…
When I started this challenge to spend 90-days getting healthy through a better diet and exercise, Dr. Angela mentioned a few documentaries that were very powerful in hammering home the grave consequences of the Western Diet — a diet rich in animal proteins, dairy, refined grains, sugars and processed foods. One of the documentaries, “Forks Over Knives”, has some staggering statistics that demonstrate the global impact of nutrition over the centuries. For example, the average American is 23 pounds overweight with forty-percent falling into the obese category. I myself, at 5 ft. 7 in. and 190 pounds am on the overweight/obese borderline. This year, 460,000 women will die of heart disease and stroke and we are seeing dramatic increases in diabetes, hypertension, osteoporosis and prostate cancer. Diabetes and hypertension are becoming diagnosed in children as young as four with one in every four preschoolers reaching obesity. This generation may well be the first generation of children who are outlived by their parents.
The United States spends 2.2 trillion dollars each year in health care, five times the budget for national defense and half of the US population is taking some type of prescription drug. Every minute, a person dies of heart disease….you get the picture. This 90-minute documentary is well-worth your time to watch. It is available on DVD, Netflix online and Hulu Plus.
“Let food by thy medicine.” — Hippocrates
“The doctor of the future will no longer treat the human frame with drugs, but rather will cure and prevent disease with nutrition.” — Thomas Edison
Today, Dee writes:
I knew when I started my 90-day weight loss challenge that I would have to eventually have to confront uncontrollable outside forces. I didn’t know it would be on Day 4. Yesterday as I was just to leave work, I received three simultaneous phone calls from the three other members of my family.
My oldest teenage daughter was livid after her little sister borrowed (without asking) her brand new Victoria’s Secret bra.
My youngest teenage daughter was crying hysterically because. she loaned the bra to a friend that proceeded to call her a rude bitch.
My husband called to say he was grounding them from their cars for fighting; he was placing all their clothes in the garbage; and was going out to “golf” for the night (AKA drink with buddies at the local beach bar).
That’s only Part one.
Part two involved my plan to tidy up the guest room for a weekend houseguest. I came home and found it carpeted wall to wall in my daughter’s clothes. I then received a text with photos of my father and little brother’s Southern Indiana property after a massive wildfire.
Due to guestroom cleaning demands, I cancelled a meeting with a friend from church who is currently withdrawling from Oxycontin. This was all before 6 pm! Feeling exhausted from cleaning, stressed that my hubby was with bar friends, sad my daughter was bullied, and guilty for not helping my needy friend and brother, I caved and found temporary comfort in beer, chips and chocolate cake. Prior to these outside forces attacking, I had eaten squash, grilled chicken, a banana, and a pineapple-ricemilk smoothie for breakfast.
Note to self: set up a hurricane preparedness plan! Perhaps I’ll put my tennis shoes and shorts on tonight so that when things hit the fan I can walk out the front door for some aerobic relief. The closest liquor store is more than two miles away on foot so I should be safe.
I can feel your pain with every word. I’m not surprised that you finally gave in! When I come home to chaos rather than the perfect fantasy of rest and relaxation that I daydream about, I go postal! I will agree that a brisk walk after work does help. I occasionally sneak one in before I even hit the door because I can’t remember the last time I arrived home to peace in the house. Remember, you didn’t make any of those bad choices—they did. You can start fresh tomorrow with a revised attitude of self confidence because you are awesome!