The Critical Mom's Miracle Diet, part two

I kid you not, folks: the Mom Belly Diet as I have previously termed it (see last entry) works like a charm. It's pretty healthy, too, and I find it almost effortless. 

Will power never comes into the picture unless I start daydreaming about the time I had a really fluffy panettone, fresh from the oven, and sweet red wine, for dinner. I was entirely alone for an evening with the full knowledge that I could go back to my husband and kids very, very soon, but now, now, even every now, I could eat in peace and admire the view and my rubber tree with its glossy, healthy leaves. 

The point being the panettone's not off limits for breakfast. I'd be disinclined to have wine for breakfast, personally, but hey, all you would-be dieters, you could if you wanted to. Yes. And still lose weight.

I've usually craved a creamy or sweet breakfast. Butter, or at least a good butter substitute on my bread. Lots of jam. Bonne Maman blueberry or strawberry jam just makes me drool. Plus the very strong café au lait I make. Today I made blueberry pancakes and ate one and a half large ones with half a bottle of maple syrup. Plus my signature coffee.

Lunch will be salad, maybe with avocado. Yesterday it was that, with some Mettwurst thrown in. Now, my very favorite Medical Health e-zine editor, Dr. Gabe Mirkin, warns me that sugar and meat are "associated with cancer," and even The New York Times of May 5, 2015, agrees, detailing the German biochemist Otto Warburg's idea that tumors fed on sugar and could be treated by disrupting their source of energy:

http://www.nytimes.com/2016/05/15/magazine/warburg-effect-an-old-idea-revived-starve-cancer-to-death.html?smprod=nytcore-ipad&smid=nytcore-ipad-share 

But sugar and meat sometime really, really hit the spot. Your soul sickens for them. You feel happier than happy when you eat them. After I'm involved in seriously strenuous activity--a ballet class, for instance--I crave a Mettwurst. Not ten of them. One, or two. This strikes me as different from what a dietician might call an unhealthy craving. In my pre-Miracle Diet days, if I had a glass of sweet red wine with my rice and curry at dinner, I wanted a second. Plus I wanted cheese and crackers and after that I wanted a chocolate bar. Or two. 

Then, the next morning, I was not usually that hungry for The Most Important Meal of The Day, Breakfast. 

Now I am. Butter! Cream! Pancakes! Oatmeal! Berries, berries, berries, and banana! Plus a little bit of sugar, oh, let's say a tablespoon. Dr. Gabe would not approve. But hey, I haven't seen 58 kilos since before menopause. Remember a month ago I weighed 61 kilos.

I believe I can get down to my desired 54-55 kilos by the end of September, and keep my weight stable. As long as I don't go back to big, carb-y dinners, I should be okay. 

Refresher course in the basics of this diet: 

Breakfast: WHATEVER you want. But healthy. Eggs, bacon, toast, fresh-squeezed orange juice. Cornflakes, cream, sugar, berries. Not a gook-covered pop tart.

Lunch: minimize carbs. One slice of bread, not two. Or just lots of fruit and cheese, or lots of avocado and salad.

Dinner: meat or fish or tofu plus lots of veggies. Lately I've enjoyed artichoke with butter-lemon sauce, steamed asparagus or broccoli, and baked salmon. You can also do grains like bulger or couscous--but no bread, no rice, no pasta, no potatoes, no sugar. Remember, all of these forbidden items are allowed at breakfast. And remember, one glass of dry wine is allowed.