Food had always meant pleasure to me. Fun. Good times.
I’m not a picky eater and I loved to try everything in the new countries I lived and visited.
I could eat everything and keep my slim figure. Until I couldn’t anymore.
For four years I’ve been putting on weight, first a little muffin top, then the thighs, the arms. Then my knees started bothering me, I couldn’t believe my face on pictures and I hated going shopping.
I didn’t feel like myself.
But I still went for beers, often paired with a greasy snack; still gave in to mid-afternoon sugar cravings; still thought yummy food made me happy.
I still believe (almost) everything should be allowed in my diet, in the right amount and frequency. But the Dukan Diet was exactly what I needed to stop the scales from reaching 80kg.
I’m not recommending you follow it. This is just a happy testimonial on how I lost 15kg in four months.
When I decided it was time to do something, it had to be efficient, healthy and for a limited time. I didn’t want some starve yourself skinny or buy this expensive powder or you have to feel the buuuuurn! technique.
I just needed rules to follow and results to keep me motivated. I talked to a friend who did it, had great weight loss and looked radiant. I bought the book. I understood what would happen in my body. My boyfriend said it made sense. So I started. And so did my sister in Brazil. We motivated each other every day and that was crucial.
I’m not going in detail about the diet here, but the basics are: a) off with the carbs, b) protein based meals, c) loads of water and d) daily oat bran and exercise. Without all the extra sugar the body starts burning fat for energy. Simple as that.
It was magic. I lost 11kg in two months, felt great, no cravings, had to buy new jeans and decided to go to the next phase. In fact, I couldn’t handle the pure protein days alternating with protein + vegetables anymore. I wanted vegetables every day. And fruit. God, I missed fruit more than I missed cake. And to think that I could eat cheese, brown bread and whole grain pasta again. Heaven! I didn’t care if I reached my target (65kg) anymore. I was happy.
I feared putting on weight again but in two months of Consolidation I’ve lost about four kilos, reaching 63,1kg on some days.
I have formed new eating habits. The most important thing I’ve learned however, is that I don’t need food to make me happy. I don’t need cookies with my coffee; I don’t need fries with my steak; I don’t need five beers in one night. What I need is nutrition and a big dose of self-love.