I will be the first to admit that I'm not in great shape. Over the last year I've been working with a dietician to lose weight and drop my cholesterol levels. I've given up many of the foods I like and cut my intake down to half what it was before.
So what do my test results say?
My cholesterol is up and my blood sugar levels are now spiking into pre-diabetic range.
Oh, and I'm at exactly the same weight I've been at for the last five years.
What?
I have no confidence in the diet industry. When over 95% of your participants fail and the entire industry is predicated on blaming the consumer rather than the program, that's just a scam in billion-dollar clothing.
But I did have faith in medicine. I trust doctors, not quacks selling me overpriced, prepackaged food.
My faith has taken a rather solid hit. A miserable year of deprivation and I'm actually physically worse off than I was previously. The dietician waved it off when I mentioned it to her, telling me I just had to buckle down and try harder.
Hmmm. That sounds a lot like blaming the consumer rather than the program.
I'm still trying to decide if I want to stick with her program. I do want to be healthier and dance the funky chicken to embarrass my great-grandchildren at my grandchildren's weddings. But I am no longer confident that this person knows how to get me to that point.
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