Everything has a beginning and an end. The beginning: you have a wife whom you love dearly until she starts complaining about her body shape which seems to have gone a bit negligent. I, her loving husband, now begin to move on slippery ground, wanting to summarise what happens to her: she must have read something about metabolic balance. If all this would stay within the generally abstract borders of human self esteem, nobody would be worried. However, being dynamic, curious as well as an unmitigated admirer of Captain Janeway from Startrek, my beloved spouse has taken a frightful decision: she wants to control her eating and drinking and, at the same time, be admired by her husband. And, alarmingly enough, lose weight and feel more healthy.
First step: having a thorough blood test and studying your lab values. Then follows a lot of reading about how to go about. A German nutritional engineer, Silvia Bürkle, describes her eyebrow raising methods with a lot of seriousness and scientifically based insight. A number of rules have to be taken into consideration and from now on your nutrition is tailored to your own metabolism. As a loving but ignorant husband I allow myself not even to know what metabolism means, whereas my sweet wife has already started to follow Silvia's extremely complicated and golden 8 rules.
Eat exactly 3 meals a day. Take a break of at least 5 hours in between. Extent the overnight break between meals to 14 hours, if possible, twice weekly. Regulate your insulin level by having one or two bites of your protein portion (beans, fish or cheese). With each meal, you must eat only one type of protein. Drink enough water, preferably not carbonated. Coffee or tea, only permitted with meals. Eat an apple a day, because it keeps the doctor away and contains lots of vitamins and minerals etc.
I, the loving husband, am fully aware that my description of Silvia's endeavours to make you more healthy are incomplete, amateurish and ridiculous. So, it is anyhow better to ask a specialist than to moan to an incompetent husband. How shocked I was, when I saw that the first day of eating sophistication started with "eating the food that's right for you", meaning that my wife gobbled one and a half kilos of tiny new potatoes and nothing else. Every day she has a different program. Thus we hope to loose every day a few grams of weight. Never would I admit that I then would love my wife a bit more than before. This is not possible. I myself have to acknowledge a few kilos too many. Does that make me unhappy? No! Love and happiness are not a matter of kilos.*
* for the rest, please, google Silvia Bürkle and her colleague Wolf Funfack (also German?). They know a lot about you and your body.
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Carrot, yes, apricot, no! |
First step: having a thorough blood test and studying your lab values. Then follows a lot of reading about how to go about. A German nutritional engineer, Silvia Bürkle, describes her eyebrow raising methods with a lot of seriousness and scientifically based insight. A number of rules have to be taken into consideration and from now on your nutrition is tailored to your own metabolism. As a loving but ignorant husband I allow myself not even to know what metabolism means, whereas my sweet wife has already started to follow Silvia's extremely complicated and golden 8 rules.
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Calorie Bomb |
Eat exactly 3 meals a day. Take a break of at least 5 hours in between. Extent the overnight break between meals to 14 hours, if possible, twice weekly. Regulate your insulin level by having one or two bites of your protein portion (beans, fish or cheese). With each meal, you must eat only one type of protein. Drink enough water, preferably not carbonated. Coffee or tea, only permitted with meals. Eat an apple a day, because it keeps the doctor away and contains lots of vitamins and minerals etc.
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Some vegetable? |
I, the loving husband, am fully aware that my description of Silvia's endeavours to make you more healthy are incomplete, amateurish and ridiculous. So, it is anyhow better to ask a specialist than to moan to an incompetent husband. How shocked I was, when I saw that the first day of eating sophistication started with "eating the food that's right for you", meaning that my wife gobbled one and a half kilos of tiny new potatoes and nothing else. Every day she has a different program. Thus we hope to loose every day a few grams of weight. Never would I admit that I then would love my wife a bit more than before. This is not possible. I myself have to acknowledge a few kilos too many. Does that make me unhappy? No! Love and happiness are not a matter of kilos.*
* for the rest, please, google Silvia Bürkle and her colleague Wolf Funfack (also German?). They know a lot about you and your body.
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