Cheese Burgers and Corn Dogs

Editor's note: To my few male readers, don't let the title of this post fool you, you will probably find this post boring.

Since Monday, I've been on a carb fast. No bread, pasta, rice or potatoes or anything else made with flour until Saturday the 31st.

I've never been one to diet. I'm more concerned with eating whole foods and a balanced diet than I am severe, eliminations of entire kinds of food.

Same with working out. I much prefer being active to "working out".

So why the austere and bleak two week fast? Its an experiment.

I've never been unhappy with the way that I look. I'm pretty lucky in that even when I do gain weight I maintain my shape (meaning: my round parts get rounder). I'm tall enough that I can carry some extra weight better than if I were shorter, but the future makes me nervous. Because the sad truth is, its all up hill from here. Whether its babies, other womanly things or just a slower metabolism, its only going to get tougher and tougher to maintain the way I look. Another stark reality: if I go up one more size I won't be shopping at my favorite stores anymore. And that is the most sobering and motivating thought of all.

Thus the experiment: What will it take for me to lose/maintain my weight? Since the beginning of the year I've been working out more consistently than I have since high school. I've seen results but not anything anyone else would notice.

So if exercise won't do it a change in diet is in order. One of my challenges with that is I already eat pretty well. I'm naturally inclined to want good food (Don't get me wrong I want bad food pretty often but I'm pretty good at moderating and controlling myself).

Which leads to the carb fast. I'm going to Arizona for Spring Break in a week and the motivation of being in a swim suit for the first time in the season is helping me along.

So far it hasn't been too tough. I've been having eggs and yogurt for breakfast, salad for lunch, soup for dinner. I'm nervous for the weekend. It'll probably be tougher to do without the structure of my work day. The hardest time of day is 3-4pm. That's when I just want something quick and its hard to not eat a cracker or cookie.

I just really hope I see results. Or I'll be mad.

Tonight I started thinking about what I wanted to break my fast with. I'm thinking a grilled cheese...