The ill consequences of our couch potato culture aren’t limited to flabby abs and saggy triceps. All the homogenized foods that comprise the bulk of our diet have gradually eroded our “tasting muscles,” too, making it harder to enjoy and be satisfied with foods we feel good about eating.
By definition, a “diet” is an interlude of eating differently than normal, and at some point, that interlude has to end. Since we know that’s the ending to every diet story, why not plan for a good exit strategy? What will eating look like for the rest of your life, once your diet interlude it over?
Can someone really reach their healthy weight goals after THREE YEARS of sputtering and sputtering, starting and stopping?