People who know me probably can't believe their eyes. I was one of those lucky girls who never had to worry about what she ate or doing any type of exercise. I could buy the small sizes right off the rack and never have to alter anything but the length.
Then along came the kids. I could never seem to shake the last 15 pounds of the pregnancy weight. And now I'm 45 years old and 25 pounds heavier than I should be without the foggiest clue of where to start. The answer came from Dr. Phil (just for the record, I LOVE that man!) and Dr. Mike Moreno. They asked a simple question. Can you commit to something for 17 days?
My biggest problem? I'm lazy. Yup -- I'm lazy -- there, I've admitted it. I hate exercise, which comes as no surprise if you know me well -- I'd rather sit and read a book than go for a walk. And I'm apparently addicted to carbohydrates. I look in the fridge and if there's no bread, in my view, there's no food -- there could be a pile of fruit and veggies, but I see nothing worth eating.
So, I figured fine, Dr. Phil -- I'll give you 17 days -- let's see what happens. I'd love to buy some new clothes and feel good in a pair of shorts again. I picked the book up at Wal-Mart, looked at the lists of food I can have and went shopping.
The diet starts Monday...
