So I decided to get a little bit more serious about the whole weight loss thing and I said casually to my doctor that I might want to see a dietitian. I imagined that I would go there, sit down and go through what I currently eat and be told the things I already knew – like chocolate not being one of the main food groups. Anyway, doctor thinks it is a great idea and asks me who I want to see. I had not the foggiest idea so I asked for who she would recommend. I should have had a little inkling of suspicion of what I was in for when she recommended Hitler (not his real name obviously) because she said he had achieved some fantastic results with people she thought were lost causes.

By no means do I consider myself a lost cause, but sheesh, if he could transform a 180kg person into a svelte (by comparison) 80kg person, he’s got to be good right? At that time, I was still expecting the drill of “well you’re basically doing the right thing but I’d like to see you eat more vegetables” or something like that. But then, I hadn’t met Hitler at that stage.

After meeting with Hitler, I know why he gets good results. Even though he’s perfectly nice, he comes across as being a little bit intimidating. Almost like he’ll just instantly know if you’ve put something that’s not on the list into your mouth. So consequently, despite some strong feelings of resentment about having to get rid of cheese, honey and my beloved nightly Milo – I have kept to “the plan” so far. Well except for the lasagna I had for tea tonight….I’m pretty sure that bechamel sauce would be one of the naughty foods to be avoided but I reconciled that with having the smallest possible portion and having more vegies with it instead. Even so, I’m beginning to sweat a little….what if Hitler finds out? EEEEK!

January 8th, 2009 | Category: Health and Fitness |  Print This Post |  Email This Post | Subscribe to comments | Leave a comment | Trackback URL