Full Disclosure is a series in which I admit to things that I shouldn’t be ashamed of, but am anyway.
Fact: I don’t believe in diets.
1. I’m not a nutrition expert but from what I’ve read, restricting calories lowers your metabolism, and it never quite recovers once you start eating more. In the long run, crash dieting causes people to gain weight (or develop an eating disorder).
2. Obsessing about diet and exercise interferes with more fun and productive things you could be doing with your life.
3. Obsessively talking about diet and exercise makes your friends uncomfortable and/or bored.
4. The idea that there is one ideal body type is so ingrained in our brains from the media that I didn’t even get to this point until #4. But seriously, it’s bullshit. Bodies come in all shapes and sizes. I’m tempted to go off on a rant about how people need to stop fat-shaming and just worry about themselves, but this isn’t about other people. I’m talking about how people feel about themselves and what motivates a person to diet.
I think people should just adopt a healthy lifestyle and then love their bodies the way they are.
So, that’s what I truly believe, ok? But, then my friends and I booked a trip to Vegas and Erika got tickets for us at the hotel’s late night pool party and now I’m dieting. So, shut up about it. This stupid app only gives me 1,000 calories a day because I’m so short and I’m cranky now.