Monday, August 10, 2015

Pudgy Ninja Diet Review: Slimgenics

Disclaimer: I am not a medical professional, nor am I a trained dietician. Nothing in this blog is intended as a substitute for medical advice.

Slimgenics, formerly Slim-4-Life is a highly structured diet program. They tell you what to eat, when to eat it, and how to prepare it. The list of food is easy to follow. Hell, it’s not that hard to memorize. In fact, I can summarize the food list in two words: NOT MUCH.

Here’s the gist. They give you a list of foods that covers less than one 8.5x11 page. It tells you things like you can have grapes, but only the green ones; no onions, just scallions; green and red bell peppers, but not yellow peppers, and no Anaheim or poblano chiles; no pork of any kind; salmon, but only once a week. You have to visit the office to weigh in and have your food diary approved three times a week, and you’d better HOPE you lose weight every visit. A two-day stall or GOD FORBID a weight gain will be followed by even MORE food restrictions in the name of a “cleanse.”

Seriously. I’m talking about a mandate to eat nothing but 2 eggs for breakfast, then 8 ounces of chicken breast and 2 cups of Italian parsley for lunch and dinner for three days.
I can’t even begin to express how horrible that is.

One day, after weeks of consistent weight loss and fairly strict adherence to the list of foods, and confessed that I’d eaten a large muffin the day before.
My counselor took my menu from me and crossed off my milk and fruit (The only parts of the day worth waiting for at that point) for the next two days. Not as a “punishment” she said, but to help cleanse the muffin out of my system.

I cried. I’m a full grown adult and I cried over giving up an 8 oz glass of skim milk and a handful of strawberries (which I don’t even like). I was already barely functioning on the food I was allowed. I was teaching kids karate and studying for my brown belt for 2-3 hours every day. I earned every one of those damn strawberries. I earned the muffin, too. I don’t know why any adult would sign up to have someone treat them like that.
Slimgenics is a minefield of dos and don’ts. The only thing you’re allowed to eat without measuring is raw green vegetables. As long as they aren’t peas. Peas are a no-no. And peppers other than bell peppers.

I wrote in the green tea I drink almost daily, and was regularly given the 3rd degree. Tea? What kind? What brand? What kind of a bottle does it come in?
It’s tea. You put a bag of leaves into hot water and drink it. I’m sure you’ve heard of this phenomenon.

Why was the list so restrictive? Why green grapes and not red grapes? The counselors have three answers for any question: Fat, sugar, sodium. As far as I can tell, they just mix and match them.
Why can’t I have pork loin? Fat.

It’s lower in fat than the chicken breasts you keep telling me to eat. Sodium.
It’s got half the sodium of turkey breast. *blank stare* The system works if you follow it.

Well, of course it does, you’ve got me eating 900 calories a day.
Why can’t I roast some Anaheim chiles, mix them with my creamy chicken soup Thermosnack and have homemade green chili? Sugar.

Really? You think they’re more sugar in a chile than a green bell pepper? Do you know how these things work?
But don’t forget your Thermosnacks. Remember the sawdust-and-despair flavored foods from the Medifast review? Paste a different label on them, mark them up about 40%, and you’ve got the centerpiece of the Slimgenics plan: Thermosnacks.

Does it work? Of course it works, see above for 900 calories per day. But who can keep that up for the long run? I lost 40 lbs in 5 months. I also gained it back in about 6 months when I gave up, and I do mean gave up. I told them I didn’t have the energy for karate on their diet. They told me I should quit karate. I told them I was hungry all the time. They acted like that was a GOOD thing. I understand if you actually make your goal, they have some kind of a transitional maintenance plan, but I’ve never met anyone who actually got there.
Basically, they get you to starve yourself for as long as you can, and if you can’t do it, they punish you.

Not fun.
Is it easy to use? No. You have to prepare all your own food, and even if you’re used to cooking for yourself, it’s a lot of measuring and weighing. You have to eat certain things, and there are no substitutes. One time, the only fruit I had access to was a banana. I chose to skip my fruit rather than have the dreaded off-list banana and risk their wrath. Well, what do you know, I got a scolding for THAT, too. Apparently, only THEY were allowed to take my fruit away. When I asked which is the better choice: eating the off-list fruit or missing a fruit serving for the day, I was told “You can’t let that happen. You have to be prepared for that eventuality.” I’m sorry, but sometimes, plans don’t work out. That’s life.

Their commercials will tell you that you can even eat out! Well, you can eat out if you’re comfortable channeling Meg Ryan from “When Harry Met Sally” dialed to eleven. I’m not talking about “I’ll have what she’s having” Meg Ryan. I’m talking “On the side” Meg Ryan. If you want to eat out with this diet, you have to be very comfortable with special orders.

“I’d like the veggie frittata made with egg whites, with only the red and green peppers, no yellow, no onions, unless they’re green onions, then only 2 tablespoons of onion, and no cheese.”

What would you like on the side?

Water. And despair.

Is it expensive? Oh HELLS yes! I paid over $3000 up front for my weight loss plan. You have to pay a flat sum at the beginning based on how much weight you have to lose. There’s no month-to-month plan, and no trial period. You’re either in or you’re out. And no wonder. If I had known what a soul-crushing experience it was going to be, I would never have signed up. On top of the weight loss fee, you have to buy the Thermosnacks. Plus, they expect you to buy their vitamins, and their metabolic booster drink (basically fruit-flavored caffeine), and their fish oil supplements. I’ve spent a lot on diets over the years, but I can’t think of a single one I wasted more money on than Slimgenics. If I ever feel the need to make tear-water tea, I can just go look at my old Slimgenics receipts. I’m sure the total is over $5,000, and I wouldn’t be surprised if it were more.

Taste? Well, you are at least eating real food most of the time, but it’s the exact same real food over and over and over again. Oh, and did I mention you’re not allowed to use salt? Yeah, there’s that. You get ½ teaspoon of Morton Light Salt every day. That’s it. If you’re a fan of even moderately good food, or god forbid, a good cook, you’re going to be spending every day in purgatory.
Bottom line: I can’t say enough bad things about this diet plan. You get starvation-level calories, severely limited food choices and you have to pay a fortune UP FRONT for the privilege of having a counselor with no apparent training in dietetics, nutrition or counselling berate you for making perfectly sensible choices.

If you want to torture yourself, try a juice cleanse. You’ll get the same effect, without the bitchy counselors, and for a fraction of the price.

Thursday, August 6, 2015

My Comfort Zone


Food is everywhere.
Food is sustenance. Food is important. Food is your body’s fuel.
Food is feelings.
You get a promotion? Take your husband out for a celebration dinner.
You got fired? Bury your tears in a Peanut Buster Parfait.
Family get-togethers are all about food. Grandma’s chocolate birthday cake, Grandad’s famous grilled steaks, Aunt Bettie’s apple pie. What’s Thanksgiving without the turkey, stuffing and cranberry sauce; and the pumpkin pie piled high with whipped cream?
I was a child of the 70s, and a teen in the 80. My comfort foods are all about high carbs, high fats and sugar. Forget fiber, and if a vitamin comes near them, it’s entirely by accident. Plates were piled high with meat, potatoes and bread. Dinner began with "Go get a pound of ground beef out of the freezer." Vegetables came from a can, and “lettuce” meant iceberg. Period.
Biscuits and gravy
Bacon on Sunday morning
Spaghetti with meat sauce, iceberg lettuce “salad” and Roman Meal wheat bread with butter
My grandmother’s rolls
Tapioca pudding
Jell-o chocolate pudding cooked on the stovetop with that skin on it from the fridge
Tater tot casserole, made with canned cream of mushroom soup and TONS of cheese
Homemade waffles with warm Golden Griddle syrup
Fresh buttered popcorn – preferably while watching Star Trek
Tin roof sundae ice cream
Peanut butter and honey sandwich and a Red Delicious apple
Velveeta cheese dip with Ro-Tel tomatoes
Fried chicken, mashed potatoes and country gravy
Yellow cake from a box with chocolate frosting – that’s still the first thing I think of when I talk about baking a cake.
Chicken. Pot. Pie.
When my husband and I were dating, we saw the marvelous film “Life is Beautiful.” We left the theater in tears. We stood outside in the parking lot sobbing, then, we looked into each other’s eyes, and simultaneously said “Ice cream?” We drove to Baskin Robbins and ate our sadness away.
When I stand at my kitchen counter carefully portioning yeasty bread dough to make my grandmother’s rolls every Thanksgiving, I’m back in her kitchen, helping myself to two, or three or four of them, knowing she made them just because I was coming.
When I teach my son how to mix a jar of pasta sauce with browned ground beef and pour it onto spaghetti, I’m back at my parents’ dining room table, discussing Carl Sagan and arguing about relativity.
These days, the salad I serve on the side will probably be romaine and spinach with a homemade dressing, and the pasta will probably be whole wheat. My kids eat fresh or frozen vegetables every dinner. We keep fruit on the table every day. They know about food groups, fiber, lean proteins and trans fats. They have fish, not in stick form, on a weekly basis.
Which makes me wonder, what foods will my children associate with comfort and familiar times? Will it be the old familiar grilled salmon and steamed broccoli, or will they still turn to the high fat, high sugar foods I make when I’m stressed, or happy, or sad?
What are your comfort foods? What do you eat to feed your soul?