This first week, I heard often from Julie, Natalie and
Courtney about how much they missed their routines. Every one of them said,
“This is really hard because I'm a planner.”
All of them moms, they crave the predictability of a routine
telling them what they need to do and when, their lives organized to the brim
with the general demands of family life.
It was just a scramble, this first week. We grocery shopped
morning and night to replenish our protein supplies, dropped everything in the
middle of the day to eat one of our six meals/snacks, fought off cravings,
tried to adjust our palates to this new combination of food, and struggled to
break old habits (I kept expecting dessert after my meals, which is, of course,
prohibited during Phase I).
The pilot group for the State of Slim met for the first time
last Monday night. I think we were all excited, but also felt overwhelmed from
the start, when the State of Slim entourage escorted us into a conference room
lined with cameras from Extreme Weight
Loss (the ABC show is filming their fourth season at the Anschutz Health
and Wellness Center; one of their participants gave us a motivational speech
that night).
Dr. Wyatt at one end of the table, Dr. Hill at the other, they
ping-ponged inspiration, encouragement and hard truths at us: this diet would
change our lives forever, but first we would have to change the way we thought
about things; losing weight would only be half the battle because we must
transform many areas of our lives to make a permanent change.
We learned about the diet as a whole and then they
laid out the next two weeks: we would restrict our diet to only the foods they
said we could eat, in specific combinations (more about that in my next post). This
included the leanest proteins, low-density veggie carbs, “reignite carbs,” and
healthy fats.
Class let out at 8 p.m. – commence the diet. We went our
ways, each overwhelmed by the task at hand, and pretty hungry. Immediately, we
had to go to the grocery store and buy lots of unfamiliar food (e.g. whey
protein powder, steel cut oats, PB2).
“All I wanted to do when I left that class was stop at Taco
Bell,” Julie told me. She didn’t, of course, but it would take three full days
before she could share a healthy meal with her family.
On Tuesday, she battled a migraine (she hadn’t had one in 13
years), which made food and the gym unappealing. Despite that, and with the
added challenge of cooking for three children and a husband, and working late
several nights, she still made herself eat six times a day, and exercised.
“I just went slow.” Then she laughed, and quoted the
doctors: “This is all about keeping my promises.”
From the outset, it’s pretty clear that the Colorado Diet is
not about substituting this for that, maybe skipping dessert and that extra
beer. After hearing Julie, Natalie and Courtney’s stories of last-minute
adjustments, and given my own challenges, I’ve begun to understand what this
first part of the diet is really about: turning our lives upside down, shaking
them out and reorganizing them in a whole new way.
At first, I wondered if the others were frustrated or mad,
or thought the whole thing ridiculous. Were they asking too much of us? None of
the four of us was super psyched about the food we had to eat, and I could feel
their exhaustion, the kind that comes from reacting to unpredictable
circumstances.
But then, I quickly reminded myself: this is what a
transformation looks like.
New routines will come soon enough.