“What diet do you follow?” she inquired as I devoured my bowl of beautiful, dang delicious, spicy Thai chicken soup. When the waiter asked how spicy I wanted my soup perhaps I shouldn’t have responded, “Ah, yes. Melt my face off, please. Thank you.”
As I paused between bites to let the burning heat dissipate that now had my eyes watering, I reflected on the question about my diet. And I realized that my “diet” doesn’t have a name … and it may be the best thing ever.
I’ve heard people rattle off the diets they’ve tried in rapid succession like they’re rap stars spitting lyrics. Those conversations always ended the same way: they test-drove numerous diets, but never followed any for an extended period of time. No one still followed the diets they mentioned during our conversation, and some were on the continued, never-ending search for “the next big thing”.
You can relate, right? How many diets have you tried?
People begin a new diet with eagerness. “This time I’m going to stick with it and finally achieve the results I want!” they declare as they scribble down their new grocery list. (What the hell is sea kelp and what isle is that even on? Doesn’t matter – I’ll find it because this time everything will work!) But days and weeks pass and the new diet becomes overwhelming. The strict dos and don’ts are frustrating. If you eat something your diet says to avoid, you feel guilty. If you’re at a party or family gathering filled with foods not allowed on your diet, you feel miserable and left out.