Ditch The Diet! Eat Right. Move More. Move On!
I mean, sure I could have had a coconut cupcake. I sure do like coconut. And it was homemade. And huge. And delish looking. A huge, homemade mass of coconut deliciousness.
But I politely passed. Just wasn’t feeling it that day. Not really a sweets person anyway. More into salty stuff. I can stare at a cake all day and not eat it (unless it’s my mom’s heart cake), but leave me alone with sour cream and onion potato chips and I’ll be elbow deep in that bag in no time!
So I passed on the gigantic cupcake. Honestly, I had another treat in mind. I had beer and pizza on the brain. Haven’t really craved beer much since the summer. That day it sure sounded good. And Amy and I had talked about picking up a pizza for dinner. It was Friday night and it just sounded good. Cupcake shmupcake, give this girl an IPA!
So that’s exactly what I did.
Normal breakfast. Passed on the massive cupcake. Packed a salad for lunch. Apple for snack. Dinner was 2 slices of margarita pizza, big salad and a deliciously cold IPA. My fav. Totally hit the spot.
See, I have this rule.
The 90/10 rule.
90% of the time I choose healthy, natural, energizing foods (ie: Fuel).
10% of the time I choose whatever the heck I want (ie: Fun).
It’s how I keep it real.
It’s my way of living this lifestyle.
I was never good at diets. Never could stick to any of the ones I tried. I felt too restricted.
To me, the more you restrict (or even tell yourself you can’t have this food or that food) the bigger the splurge will be eventually.
It could be all I think about. It could get ugly. It could go something like this:
No, I can’t have carbs. Carbs are the enemy. Carbs make me gain weight. Carbs are evil. Skinny people don’t eat carbs. Yes, I love my burger on a tomato slice “bun”, I really do.
This message. This mantra. It kills me eventually. The more I say it, the more I want carbs. Big piles of them. Warm soft pretzels and toasted bagels. Sticky rice and fluffy mashed potatoes. As many starchy piles of wonderfulness I can find!
No, I can’t have a drink. Drinks have calories. Liquid calories make me gain weight. Only water. I can only have water. No alcohol at all. Yes, I love having a seltzer and lime at happy hour, I really do.
This one gets to me too. The more I think about not enjoying a drink with friends, the more I want one. A big glass of pinot noir to warm me up. An ice cold beer to cool me down.
You get where I’m going with this?
The more we tell ourselves not to do something/not to eat something, the more we want it.
So why not just have it in the first place and not get all psycho about it?
Give yourself whatever you want: 10% of the time.
Skip the major splurges.
Pass on the binges.
Just work it in when you want it.
We totally use “everything in moderation” as a free pass to eat whatever whenever.
I believe 90/10 is more like what it really means.
90% of the time, eat right. I don’t need to tell you that carrots are better than cake.
10% of the time, have fun. Insert your sweet/salty/liquid treat here.
See, losing weight/getting healthy is only half the battle. What happens when you get to the goal?
Practice a healthy lifestyle. Not diets.
Being “good” on your diet typically gets you to the next, well… diet.
Practicing a healthy lifestyle gets you to this amazing place of confidence, energy and wonder.
Why not start practicing now?
I challenge you to ditch the diet. Eat right. Move m0re. Move on!