So I don't know if any of this is working. It's day 3. I have no scale or measuring tape so I really don't have any way to know other than how I feel. But they say that's healthy, no?
I discovered a few things this morning.
1. Not all artificial sweeteners are equal (pun intended). I usually hate all artificial sweeteners but I gotta do something, they eat plain yogurt like it's water here. Apparently maltodextrin has a higher glycemic index than table sugar. It is not recommended by the South Beach book, but I don't have that in front of me now, do I? Maybe the big container of maltodextrin they bought for The Boy's diet is the reason he still looks the same as when I got here, that and a complete lack of enforcement by his parents, but that's another story. So I'll either have to find another temporary solution or do without.
2. Carrots are not allowed. But it's a vegetable! I don't think I've eaten many carrots yet but I had a small amount at dinner last night and bought a few to snack on. Maybe I'll let that rule slide.
3. Cold cuts have sugar in them. Who knew? It's listed as "dextrose" which is another name for glucose, which I'm fairly sure I learned in some metabolism or nutrition class back in college but conveniently forgot. Sneaky meat manufacturers. Regardless, it's the last ingredient listed so it can't be that significant, and the South Beach guy says cold cuts are kosher, so I might just keep them around, at least in small quantities. I'm not trying for a total overhaul here. I figure just getting rid of the rice/pasta/bread/potatoes stuff will help a lot, since it's normally about 99% of my diet. Hey, Paris is expensive and pasta's cheap. Don't judge.
So those have been my mistakes, or would-be mistakes if I was really taking this all that seriously. Maybe that's why I feel like nothing's changed. Oh, and last night I popped a few reject pieces of peach in my mouth while preparing a fruit salad before I realized it. It's really cruel to have to prepare pastas and potato salads and fruit salads and all this stuff when I can't eat it. Then again, peach is a relatively low-sugar fruit, I think, so I'm not gonna worry too much. I won't be one of those obnoxious obsessed dieters who can't have any fun. At least I hope not, because on Monday we're going to Refuge des Fondues for Kristin's last night and you better believe there will be bread-dipped-in-cheese and wine-out-of-baby-bottles mayhem.
This is, however, the most successful "diet" I've ever been on, even if I don't lose any weight, I've actually stuck pretty close to it for 3 days now. It think that's a new record for me.
About to go for a run, I wonder if it'll be harder with this lack of carb intake. Let's go find out.