This week over lunch I’ve been reading Skinny Bitch. This is “a no-nonsense tough-love guide for savvy girls who want to stop eating crap and start looking fabulous”. I’m not very far into it but I’ve learned that everything I like to eat is bad for me. And not for the reasons I would have guessed.
The book was written by a former model that has a degree in holistic nutrition and a former modeling agent. In the chapter entitled The Dead, Rotting Decomposing Flesh Diet it states that one of the authors had Big Macs for lunch while the other consumed bacon double cheeseburgers, fries and a soda daily for a year. Somehow I don’t quite believe this.
Even so, they have made what I think are valid points about pesticides and conditions under which animals are raised. They also listed some rather interesting items about artificial sweeteners and the consumption of dairy products.
Please don’t misunderstand my intent here. I do not consider this book to be the be all and end all when it comes to nutrition advice. I’m reading it to help readjust my thinking, something I need to do periodically even though I already know that the only real way to lose some of my fluffiness is by monitoring what I eat and exercising. I chose this book for the though-love aspect. So far they aren’t kidding about that. The authors don’t pull any punches in telling the reader to reevaluate personal habits, a reminder that is way past due for me.
The book was written by a former model that has a degree in holistic nutrition and a former modeling agent. In the chapter entitled The Dead, Rotting Decomposing Flesh Diet it states that one of the authors had Big Macs for lunch while the other consumed bacon double cheeseburgers, fries and a soda daily for a year. Somehow I don’t quite believe this.
Even so, they have made what I think are valid points about pesticides and conditions under which animals are raised. They also listed some rather interesting items about artificial sweeteners and the consumption of dairy products.
Please don’t misunderstand my intent here. I do not consider this book to be the be all and end all when it comes to nutrition advice. I’m reading it to help readjust my thinking, something I need to do periodically even though I already know that the only real way to lose some of my fluffiness is by monitoring what I eat and exercising. I chose this book for the though-love aspect. So far they aren’t kidding about that. The authors don’t pull any punches in telling the reader to reevaluate personal habits, a reminder that is way past due for me.
