Worst of the Worst – Israeli Army Diet – The Salad Portion

February 2, 2010 by Andy

Well, the Israeli Army Diet is finally over. These truly were our salad days. No, I don’t mean that in the idiomatic sense of a time of youthful enthusiasm. I mean it quite literally in the sense that I spent the last couple days eating salad. This was not as bad as I was expecting it to be. In fact, it was easily the most painless of the days.

You see, I went to the dictionary to get the definition of “salad.” If the Israeli Army Diet wasn’t going to define the term then the dictionary was.

Salad: a usually cold dish consisting of vegetables, as lettuce, tomatoes, and cucumbers, covered with a dressing and sometimes containing seafood, meat, or eggs.

Dressing and meat. Okay, I can do that. I was afraid I was going to have to eat straight lettuce for two days, which would have been rough. But by that definition I could have chicken caesar salad (sans croutons) which is something that I find perfectly satisfying. So that’s what I did

So does it work? Has the Israeli Army vanquished fat in a way they never could the Palestinians. Well, as is true with most of these types of diets, yes and no. I finished this diet a couple days ago and over the course of the 8 days I lost 11 pounds. Those are great numbers. But when I went back to eating a “normal” diet (2000 calories a day of a variety of foods) I gained back 6 pounds over the course of two days. And I wouldn’t be surprised if I put on another pound after today is over. I want to stress the point that it’s not because I’m overeating now, it’s because the weight that’s lost on these types of diets is not real. The way all of these types of diets work is that they try to come up with different combinations that will make you shit and piss as much as possible over the course of the length of the diet (two days of apple, remember?). So when you weigh yourself at the end, you’re weighing yourself at a very artificial state.

So why bother? Well, I certainly don’t do the most moronic diets to lose weight. The first site I wrote, Revival of the Faddist, was about using fad diets to lose weight. And what I realized is that while it’s possible to do so, that is not the best thing to be gained from fad diets. I call this “stunt eating” not because it’s incredibly dangerous, but because it’s pointless and semi-difficult. Eating only apples for two days is going to have a minor effect on your weight, but the larger effect is that you’re training yourself to follow your mind’s directive on what to eat. And that is essentially the only lifetime skill you need to gain to control your weight in the long-term.

Worst of the Worst – Israeli Army Diet – The Chicken Portion

January 29, 2010 by Andy

I don’t know where the Israeli Army Diet originated. Unsurprisingly, this diet has nothing to do with The Israeli Army, that was just the name that was slapped on it in the 70s to give it some credibility. (Much like the Mayo Clinic Diet, the Sacred Heart Diet (named after a hospital in Canada that had nothing to do with it), and others.) How dumb are we as a species? If we saw this diet:

Breakfast: A meatball
Lunch: Huckleberry cobbler
Dinner: A rock

We’d be like, “That’s absurd.” But if we saw this diet:

The Salvation Army Marching Band Diet
Breakfast: A meatball
Lunch: Huckleberry cobbler
Dinner: A rock

We’d be like, “Well, that seems worth a shot.”

But since I don’t know the origin of the diet, I don’t really know what it means when it says that for the fifth and sixth day I can have “chicken.” Can I fry it? Can I stuff it with swiss cheese and ham? Can I bread it and parm it and put it in a sandwich? I’m guessing no. I know how these types of diets work, so I know it means chicken cooked in only the most boring, undelicious ways possible. Well, I picked up a roast chicken at the grocery store yesterday and have been living off that for these two days. To be honest, it’s not that bad. It’s a significant step up from the apples and cheese days, at least. I think I’m going to be overwhelmed when I go back to having more than a single option as far as what to eat each day. But I’m looking forward to it.

Worst of the Worst – Israeli Army Diet – The Cheese Portion

January 26, 2010 by Andy

So, I just ate Cheese for two days. I love cheese. It makes everything better, as far as I’m concerned. When I worked in a restaurant during college, the other line-cooks and I would take some shredded cheddar and jack cheese, roll it into a ball the size of a large marble, dip it in beer batter, then deep fry it, and then dip the finished product in ranch dressing. That’s some serious cheese love, or at the very least a distinct disdain for your arteries. But that’s the thing, you need to have cheese in addition to other things. At least I do. Give me some bread, or a cracker, or a hunk of meat, or even a “doodle” and some cheese and I’m all set.  But by itself, that’s just not my style.

The only cheese I ever had by itself is string cheese. And that was when I was eight. But I loaded up on some the other day and it’s all I ate for a full 48 hours. I feel ashamed eating this stuff. Peeling of these fibrous lengths of low-grade mozzarella. It’s fun when you’re a kid, but no adults eat string cheese. No one’s ever like, “This year’s profits have increased by 75% over the last fiscal year,” then rips off a big strand of string cheese.

Overall it hasn’t been that bad. But that’s how these long-term super-restrictive diets are. If you can get past the first few days it becomes kind of easy.

I have to admit though that I haven’t found the pizzerias of New York City as accommodating when I try to pull this maneuver:

Bellisimo!

Worst of the Worst – Israeli Army Diet – The Apple Portion

January 21, 2010 by Andy

So, I’ve been eating apples for two days now. Fuji apples, to be specific. I had considered going to Whole Foods or something and getting a variety of apples, but then I thought that the slight variety would end up being more depressing than no variety at all. So I just went to the fruit and vegetable store near my apartment and loaded up on fuji apples.

If you’ve never subsisted on one  thing for a couple days, here is the general pattern it takes. Before you start, you’re kind of excited. The novelty of the thing seems interesting. On the beginning of the first day you have your first apple and — if you like apples like I do — you think, this is going to be easy. Then, a little after lunch on that first day the novelty has worn off. By dinner you’re thinking, What else can be done with these things? So you’re baking them in the oven and stuff.

Now, by the time day two rolls around, there is no enthusiasm left and you’ll eat them just to have something in your stomach. On day one I had 10 apples. On day two I had two. That’s how it works. People often fall into the trap of looking at a diet and getting excited — “I can only eat pita bread, but I can have as much of it as I want!” Well, guess what, 8 hours into eat you’re like, “man, fuck pita bread.” People seem to think there is something magic about the food that causes you to lose weight. But really it’s just human nature to not eat much of one particular thing days on end.

The effect an all-apple diet has on your physiology is about what you’d expect. The best part is the spectacular noises your stomach makes. Combine  semi-starvation with your stomach working through that fibrous pulp and you get some of the loudest stomach noises ever. Rumbles, gurgles, and squeals. I had to inform my co-workers, “That’s just my stomach.” Lest they think I suddenly decided it was socially acceptable to audibly fart at work (but what a utopia that would be).

Up next: two days of cheese.

Worst of the Worst: The Israeli Army Diet

January 19, 2010 by Andy

It’s time again to dip into the Every Diet site to see what bad ideas they have to offer the dieting community. For the next 8 days I will be taking on the Israeli Army, or at least their diet. When I first saw the name of this I thought it sounded pretty great. The Israeli Army? What do they eat? Like matzoh-ball soup, bagels, and those chocolate coins? Look, I ‘m not a cultured man, I don’t know much about the Jewish faith. But I’ll eat potato latkes for a week, no problem.

Sadly, the Israeli Army Diet is nothing of the sort (and, unsurprisingly, has nothing to do with the Israeli Army). It’s an 8-day diet where you can eat one type of food every two days. Every Diet calls it “one of most nutritionally unbalanced diets around.” Sounds right up my alley.

Here it is:

Days 1 – 2: Apples

Days 3 – 4: Cheese

Days 5 – 6: Chicken

Days 7 – 8: Salad

I guess the theory is that nothing prepares you more for battle with the Palestinians than the apple-shits.

I’ve started today and will provide updates along the way.

This Will Be Our Year

January 8, 2010 by Andy

Happy New Year, my loves.  I trust you all had a good holiday. It’s been a while, almost a month since we last met. As I mentioned, I wasn’t giving weight loss much thought over the course of the holidays, so there wasn’t much to write about. And that’s kind of the beauty of having a blog that you don’t publicize: only a handful of people will notice when you go missing.

On a site like this it’s only natural to talk about New Year’s resolutions, but I don’t really make any. It’s odd, but tagging a goal with the word “resolution” seems to make it more unlikely that it’s going to happen. If your friend came up to you and said, “I’m going to take a cooking class this spring.” You’d think, That sounds like fun. But if they said, “My New Year’s resolution is to take a cooking class this spring.” You’d think, Yeah, we’ll see about that.

The other problem I have with New Year’s resolutions is that it promotes this kind of magical thinking about there being a special day to start stuff. We do this throughout the year when we say, “I’ll start on Monday.” I think when you decide you want to do something you should just go ahead and start at that moment. Not because “you might not live to see tomorrow” but because you want to get in the habit of your mind –and your choices– being what puts you in action, not some quirk of the calendar.

So this year I’m going to lose the rest of the weight that I want to.  I’ve toyed around with my weight for a few years now, but I think this year will see an end of that. Weight-loss is definitely an intriguing subject for me, and there is probably no better subject for anyone who is into self-experimentation, but I think I’ve played with it as long as I can. I met a girl last year who has become very important to me, she’s someone I could see myself spending a long time with, and it’s not really fair to her (or anyone else) to say, “Hey, I’m going to gain 100 pounds to see if I can then lose it by just eating  pre-packaged, processed foods that must contain white flour, processed sugar, and salt (although I think that would be a fun experiment). So I’m going to finish up this year and then I’ll find something else to experiment with. Hello heroin!

The Biggest Loser – Season Eight – Finale

December 10, 2009 by Andy

It’s over.

  • Congratulations to Danny on winning the whole thing.
  • Congratulations to Amanda for winning America’s vote for a 2nd time.
  • Congratulations to Antoine and Alexandra for getting engaged on TV during the Biggest Loser finale. Just like every little girl’s dream! And congratulations to Antoine on resisting the pressure from NBC to insert a little product placement and say, “You know, Alexandra, they say every kiss begins with Kay. Will you accept my proposal by accepting this ring from Kay Jeweler’s? Since 1916 America’s #1 jewelry store, Kay Jewelers.”
  • Congratulations to Rebecca for winning the at-home competition and proving me eerily prescient when I said in the first post on this series that she was going to be the hot one come finale time. Although the blond hair is a mis-step.
  • Congratulations to Tracey for still seeming disturbing and crazy despite her success losing the weight.
  • Congratulations to Sean on the birth of his daughter who he named after Jillian. Much better choice than naming her Dr. Huizenga.

Miscellany

December 8, 2009 by Andy

Christmas

It’s the most wonderful time of the year! That’s because it’s the time of year where I don’t actively think much about trying to lose weight.  That area between Halloween and New Year’s is the time when I think you shouldn’t worry too much about that kind of stuff. I realize that amounts to taking 2 months off every year, but ideally you want to someday take all your time off from actively dieting without gaining the weight back, so this two months is good practice.

I took this picture outside of Macy’s last night. We haven’t really had any snow in New York City yet, but it’s still a great time of year to be in the city.

Raw Food

I heard an interview this morning with somebody who was promoting the raw food vegan lifestyle. Which — if it’s not self-evident — means not only eating vegan, but not cooking anything. The argument is that our body wasn’t meant to digest cooked food and therefore it requires too much energy. That’s why you get tired in the middle of the day, they said. I don’t think I buy that. If eating cooked food made people sluggish and worn out, wouldn’t our ancestors have noticed it the first time they started eating cooked food? And wouldn’t they all have died out because all the slow, cooked-food eaters would be getting pounced on by mountain lions while the raw foodies would be sprinting through the plains.

Can any raw food proponents send me an email and answer that question? I’m not trying to be combative, I’m just curious. If we’re not supposed to eat cooked food, then why did we, as a species, almost universally start doing so?

Biggest Loser

Season Finale tonight. Get your bowl full of Extra Sugar-Free Gum and Jennie-O turkey meat and enjoy the show.

The Biggest Loser – Season Eight – Ep. 12

December 3, 2009 by Andy

Apparently there was an episode last week, but my DVR didn’t record it, so as far as I’m concerned, it doesn’t exist.  We only have one episode left. Do you have your votes in for who you want to be the third finalist? Seriously? Well, that’s admirable. I would have a hard time putting a vote in for that given that I didn’t vote in the last presidential election. My apathy has to be consistent.

About this episode:

  • It was the homecoming episode which I’m sure local poster-board manufacturers look forward to all year long. I’m not sure it’s necessary to hold up a sign when you’re one of 18 people in a crowd. I feel like you could just pass your well-wishes along verbally. My favorite is when they have a sign that says, “Michael is our Biggest Loser!” because outside of the context of winning this show (which the person clearly didn’t), that’s an insult.
  • While I was watching this episode I began to wonder if this show is predictable or if human beings are predictable, because the time spent at home for each contestant seemed to follow the same pattern: Excited to be home, tears for how much they’ve changed, talk about giving up, strain on the relationship, etc.  Everyone seems surprised that they can’t find 6 hours a day to work-out.
  • We were overwhelmed with product placement this week. We heard about: Extra Polar Ice Gum, The Biggest Loser Wii game, Jennie-O Turkey, The Biggest Loser Resort, Biggest Loser protein by Designer Whey, and Subway party platters (which Bob suggests you bring with you to any party you’re invited to so you’ll have something to eat). And really, what says to your hostess, “I appreciate the weeks of planning and days of cooking that you put into this party,” more than showing up with the world’s most mediocre sandwiches because you’re too scared to eat her food.
  • I will also count the return of “celebrity chef” Curtis Stone as product placement, because he brings nothing to the program.
  • Are we supposed to be left with the impression that Liz and her bountifully mustachioed husband aren’t going to be together much longer? Because that’s certainly what it seemed like. She was much happier to see some of the returning contestants from last season than she was her husband along the marathon route.
  • Speaking of, I know it’s supposed to be a testament to the contestants will and commitment that they can run a marathon with little training, but it ends up just making me think, “Oh, I guess running a marathon isn’t that difficult.” I’m horrible.

I’ll pulling for Amanda in the finale, just because she seems like the biggest underdog, but I will put my money on Rudy.

A Course in Self-Discipline – Week Three

November 30, 2009 by Andy

So now it’s week three, the final week of the course in self-discipline.  Here’s what you need to do:

Day One - Go to the store and buy your favorite brand of chips or cookies or whatever snack you really like. Go home, open it up and eat one serving size. Leave it on the counter and do not touch it again the rest of the week.

Day Two – Skip breakfast then go into your favorite fast-food place for lunch. Get one small thing to eat and a water and leave.

Day Three – Set your alarm for 3:3o in the morning. Wake up, do two jumping jacks, go back to bed.

Day Four – Bake some cookies. Wrap two in foil for yourself and then give the rest to a neighbor or co-worker.

Day Five –  Go to an all-you-can eat buffet (a cheap one). Fill up your plate just once. Eat it and go.

Also, gather up all your old diet books and donate them to the public library.

Day Six – Do one sit-up a minute for 60 minutes.

Day Seven – You made it, congratulations. Have your favorite meal to celebrate. A lot of books will tell you not to celebrate weight-loss or sticking to a weight-loss plan with food.  That’s because they think you’re too weak to be able to enjoy a nice meal without completely going off the deep-end. But I disagree. You can have a good meal and then go back to whatever your weight-loss plan is as soon as you set down the fork.

Also, if no one else in the house has eaten it in the past week, throw out whatever it is you bought on day one.

There you have it.

See how it builds? In week one you practice doing random things you don’t want to do. In week two you practice doing thing you don’t want to do that may have some emotional weight to them. In week three you practice doing things you don’t want to do that have some relationship to your overall goal. So if your goal is to stop smoking then in week three you’ll spend one day not smoking after you eat (or whenever it is people smoke) or going out drinking and not smoking. Or whatever, I don’t know, I don’t smoke.

What you want to do is to put yourself in the position to fail, and then when in that position, make the choice not to fail.

You might say, “Well sure, I can put myself through these little tests, but that doesn’t mean I’ve developed any self-discipline.” I understand that logic. But here’s the deal, everything is just a series of little tests.  Waking up 20 minutes early to walk a mile every day is a daily test. Getting a single doughnut as opposed to a half-dozen is a test you might deal with once a week. But now you can look back and say, “I can wake up a little early to get in some exercise. Hell, one time I woke up in the middle of the night to do two jumping jacks.” Or, “I don’t have to eat everything they have at this superbowl party. One time I went to an all-you-can-eat buffet and just had one plate of food.”

I know the argument will be, “Why practice eating one doughnut? Why have one serving of the snack-food you know you shouldn’t have any of. Why not just practice not going to the doughnut joint or buying any junk food.” Because, I don’t want you to be scared of food. I want you to have mastery over it. Even if it’s a complete struggle for you, you can still master the impulse.

I may have used this analogy before — and whether I have or haven’t I know I’ve thought about it before which is pretty disturbing. If I have to have a pedophile living next door to me, I want the one who has dealt with the impulses and is now able to be around children without acting out on those impulses. I don’t want the guy who has locked himself away so that he doesn’t see any kids and that’s what keeps him from acting out. That guy is weak. And as soon as it happens that he has cracked the door open to get the newspaper at the exact moment my son is walking by, then POOF, there goes Junior’s pants.

Self-discipline is about having the impulses but not acting on them (or, in the case of exercise, not having the impulse but doing it anyway). I want you to be able to walk into Taco Bell and just come out with one or two things. I don’t want you hiding from high calorie food and subsisting on just lettuce and puffed rice and one day when you pass a Taco Bell you end up raping a burrito. Got it?

Well, I will find no greater summary than that last statement. I hope my attempt to codify the manner in which I kind of organically improved my own self-discipline will help others or give them something to think about. If you have any questions, send me an email.