TV presenter, artist and co-author of the # Romanovs100 project Anna Fedorova does not photoshoot her images on Instagram, quite the opposite: she openly shares with her subscribers the story of her conscious weight loss. Three years ago, when Anya was 30 years old, she gave birth to a beautiful daughter, Kira, the pregnancy left the young mother almost 30 new kilograms, which interfered with a healthy and active Anya to lead her usual life. Over the course of a year, she lost all those extra pounds, and then gained seven again. Now Fedorova has learned to listen to her body, take care of it, and most importantly, love ..
I was never "thin and ringing", but I liked how I look between S and M. Fit and athletic: height 170 centimeters, weight 65 kilos. I ate well, trained well, slept well and worked a lot. And then she got pregnant.
I so dreamed of being a sweet yoga mom like they show on Instagram - a long-legged beauty in leggings, bracelets and with a ball in front. What is there! I was forbidden to move on pain of losing a child for the entire nine months. And I went to bed. Lying is very boring. I started eating, eating a terrible toxicosis at 17 weeks long (it's like a very bad hangover that lasts for several months around the clock). At some point, for example, I found that the nausea recedes from the sweet soda ... In short, I put on 30 kilograms. THIRTY. The number on the scales was approaching a hundred. And it wasn't heavy muscle, but light fat - a lot of light fat.
Before pregnancy and after
Anna with her daughter
I remember looking longingly at my "pre-pregnant" A.P.C. miniskirt, which now only fit over one thigh. All the old clothes looked like dolls: in despair I was handing out some cashmere sweaters, dresses ... I thought I would never fit into them anymore. She wore leggings and hoodies in rolls. A mistake, of course. You can look great in any weight, although my experience has shown me that a large body is much more expensive to dress up. But how gorgeous my friends look, who can do it!
Immediately after giving birth, life began to improve, I felt better, at least some strength appeared - I learned to walk again. I tried to run and realized that I would destroy my knees. It was almost impossible to do yoga, the simplest poses with such a weight were given with titanic difficulty. It became clear that before training, you will need to lose weight, diet. I hate diets! I don’t believe in them!
Why don't I believe in diets? Because they do not give long-term results, they are traumatic, and disorders can appear - both psychological and physical. I began to study nutritional systems and remote nutritional adjustment practices. I found a system that suits me, signed up, paid and started. I thought I knew everything: sweet and starchy foods are evil, whole grains and avocados are good. It turned out that not quite ... In my case, when I was about to lose extreme weight (we are talking about 25 kilograms), a daily serving of avocado is half an avocado. A serving of nuts is four nuts a day. And so on - ad infinitum.
All the foods I thought were healthy (bread, protein bars, low fat yoghurts) turned out to be wolves in sheep's clothing. The biggest discovery for me was the interval: in order to achieve results, you need to keep a small interval between meals, not to starve. But every meal should be balanced: here's my protein, here's my fats (yes, yes, nowhere without them!), Here's my carbohydrate (hello, quinoa and buckwheat, bye, White rice, pasta and white bread). When you eat a balanced meal, you are better fed, there is no danger of pounced on the refrigerator at night.
Alcohol had to be eliminated: it retains water, it contains a lot of sugar, it interferes with training. But the coolest thing about taking care of your body is that you so quickly begin to feel a surge of energy from healthy food and exercise that you don't want to interfere with this with alcohol and cigarettes.
It’s me who’s so great now, I’m talking about self-love and body positivity, but then, three years ago, I was insanely embarrassed about my new body because of my leading profession. When I was making stories and going on the air, colleagues said that "new cheeks are very good for me." I knew they were saying something else behind my back. In particular, this situation helped me to understand my attitude towards myself through my work, which I have been doing for more than ten years. My eyes opened to my narcissism.
We can safely say that my way of thinking has changed, and my body has tightened behind it. Perhaps for the first time in my life, I did not feel beautiful or ugly because I was told that I was. I stopped reflecting other people's opinions and began to slowly build my own, from the inside.
This is the most important point of my article: love yourself. The gratitude that I felt for my body is like nothing else. It's like euphoria and peace at the same time. When everything worked out with pregnancy and childbirth, I realized that these thick thighs with stretch marks are the best, the stomach is the best, the arms are the best. And even second and third chins are the best. This is the push that made my path to small volume possible. Nothing happens through hate.
Kilograms and volume were gone in six months. And I never suffered, did not want to "break", because everything I did was taking care of myself, not punishment. That year, I not only lost excess weight, I regained faith in myself, began to trust myself and learned to love myself for who I am.
Little by little, I introduced all the products, including junk food, into the diet, and in two years the weight slowly crept up. As soon as I noticed this (I stopped lying to myself that my jeans had sat down), I said goodbye to sweets, returned to the yoga studio (at least three times a week) and returned to my favorite form in two months.
Most of all, on my way to a healthy form, the support of my loved ones helped me. This summer, my # Romanovs100 colleagues became my support (we found and sold four thousand photographs from the personal archive of the Romanovs, it turns out that they were all photo enthusiasts with the whole family!) - our team let me go to training during the day and encouraged me with the choice of lunch. They didn’t give me shawarma instead of salad, they were good, they didn’t share fries.
Summing up, I can say the following: everyone has their own body, it is beautiful in any absolutely form, I say this as an artist and a great connoisseur of naked bodies. If you decide to change shape, first love yourself in the present moment. I deliberately did not focus on what specifically I ate or did not eat, because my diet may not suit you, and this needs to be discussed with specialists. Love yourself, exercise, eat and drink what makes you better, and share your successes with those who love you.
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Yaroslava Surzhenko
Kim Protasov's diet. How I lost 20 kg. A Step-by-Step Guide to Healthy Lean Forever
I dedicate this call to the correct way of life Svetik and her wonderful son Igor, you are my support! I love you so much!
Hello everyone!
If a couple of years ago someone had told me that I would become the author of a book on weight loss, then I would have laughed in the face of this person, so loudly that my laughter would have woken up even a deaf old woman living in the next apartment. Yes Yes! To be honest, before I did not recognize this kind of "literature" at all. She seemed to me, to put it mildly, dubious. But since I came to work at the publishing house, my attitude towards the light genre has radically changed. I realized that he has every right to exist. I will say more: now I sincerely believe that such, at first glance, “tabloid” books are in some sense more important than textbooks and scientific monographs, since they are intended not for a limited circle of people, but for the general reader, simply speaking, for everyone. In my opinion, they make the most significant contribution to the formation of public consciousness. Unfortunately, this is the harsh reality modern life, although someone will probably disagree with me.
Perhaps I have gone too deep into philosophical reflections. I think it's worth stopping and getting to the point. After all, you bought this book not to talk with me about the fate of reading Russia, right? So, the book you are holding in your hands, in my opinion, will be of interest to almost everyone. it real story real slimming... Now it is very rare to meet a girl or woman who would be completely satisfied with her figure and would not dream of parting with at least a few extra pounds. I will make a reservation right away that I do not pretend to be "scientific" and literate. I am the most ordinary girl, not a nutritionist. I do not propose new revolutionary methods, I do not open any miracle products, eating which, you will melt before our eyes. My book is not at all a set of rules, observing which, you can lose the notorious kilograms, dead weight settled on your sides, waist and hips. If you hope to find in it a universal recipe for harmony and beauty, then you can immediately put it aside, you will only waste your time. After all, the Internet is full of weight loss sites, each of which offers not even one, but many similar recipes. I had a completely different goal. In these pages, avoiding complex and useless theory, I share with you my own practical experience of gaining harmony. Note, I am not bragging, but I am sharing, honestly, I am telling you without concealment how I was able to lose 20 kg - from 90 to 70. Yes, perhaps my results are not the most impressive. Some people lose 40, 50 and even 70 kg, or even more - you say. But, you must admit, - 20 kg is also worth something! I didn’t go to clinics and weight loss centers, but I achieved everything myself, using probably the most popular and beloved method among the people - trial and error.
I in no way urge you to follow my path, especially since, as you will see later, it was very thorny. After all, even if you repeat exactly every step that led me to success, eating the same foods in the same quantities that I ate, this does not guarantee that your results will be the same. After all, everyone's organisms are different. If you have any health problems, my method may turn out to be completely unacceptable and even dangerous for you.
So, in light of all of the above, I want to warn you once again: do not take everything written here as a direct guide to action. Let my example be an incentive for you to achieve your goal, but nothing more. I would very much like each of you, inspired by my example, to be able to believe in your own strength. After all, if some girl succeeded, why can't you? Why are you worse than me? And if the book turns out to be useful for at least one person, then I will consider that it was not in vain that it saw the light.
As a matter of fact, the text was written not yesterday or today, but much earlier, and it was created gradually. As soon as my "weight-loss adventures" began (and that was quite a long time ago), I created a diary in which I recorded in detail what I ate during the day and how I felt at the same time. Somewhere I heard or read that keeping such a diary is very mobilizing, sets the person losing weight in a serious way, does not allow him to deviate from the true path. In my case, this was not always the case. Several times I gave up this activity, waved my hand (how and why, you will find out later). However, in the depths of my soul, I was tormented by a pang of conscience. And when I once again thought about losing weight, I opened my diary, re-read old entries, realized that then I was smart, praised myself, again began to believe that I had willpower and enthusiastically got down to business. So we can say that the diary coped with the role of a motivator with a bang.
So, I will briefly tell you about myself. My name is Yaroslava. Now I am 24 years old. I live with my mother and a dog in a small two-room apartment. My height is 175 cm, weight is 70 kg. It is now. However, this was not always the case. I'll start from the beginning. Since childhood, I have not been distinguished by fragility and grace. Compared to my skinny girlfriends, I was big and, of course, experienced a little discomfort from this. At the same time, I loved to eat. Mom cooked an amazing amount and delicious, grandmother spoiled me with homemade pies and cookies whenever possible. Since then, I love baking, and I can't resist the sweets. In addition, I still found the times when there were not many McDonald's restaurants at all, and to get there, you had to stand in a huge queue. I remember when my parents brought me to Moscow, I always begged them to take me to McDonald's. For me this trip was main goal the whole trip. Mom occupied an empty table (it was not so easy to find it), while Dad and I gathered a whole tray of all kinds of hamburgers, cocktails, fries, pies and cola and devoured it all with lust. Then it seemed to me that food simply cannot be tastier. At home, I often made myself a sandwich - a la hamburger: I cut off two pieces of white bread and put a piece of sausage richly greased with ketchup between them (cucumbers and onions, which, in theory, should also have been present, I considered superfluous - from my point of view , they only spoiled the taste), and on especially joyful days I could “season” all this with currant jam. Yes, it seemed to me very tasty.
Largely because of this, I remained plump for a long time, because of which, of course, I had complexes. I considered myself clumsy and hated school physical education classes, where it was especially noticeable. And finally I decided to take care of myself. Then I was 12-13 years old. Of course, then there could be no question of any strict diets or intense sports. But I became in mandatory make morning exercises and changed the menu a little: I began to eat fewer sweets (especially with evening tea) and flour, and generally tried to reduce portions. It was summer vacation. I lost a couple of kilograms and at the same time grew a few centimeters. As a result, on September 1, many classmates and teachers simply did not recognize me. I heard a bunch of compliments addressed to me, and it was damn nice. It was then that for the first time I felt how great it is to transform, change for the better.
Unfortunately, by the time I graduated, I got better again. The fact is that in the summer I got a job at a factory. The work was sedentary, and the team was predominantly female. I arrived at 9 in the morning, having had a thorough breakfast before that. And at exactly 10, work was postponed, everyone sat at the table and drank tea with sweets, and this ritual was strictly observed. In general, by that time my craving for sweets had significantly diminished, but it was inconvenient to refuse, and I began to consume fruits that had long been forbidden to me. Then it was lunch time. The food in the factory canteen was surprisingly tasty and inexpensive. At 15.00 I went home, where a second lunch (also quite hearty) was waiting for me, and then dinner. Thus, in the two months that I worked, I gained about 4 kg. And then it started. Graduation class, exams, going to college ... It was a very exciting time, and I began to seize my excitement. And now, already being a student, one day I took out the scales, which, sensing something was wrong, hid under the sofa, plucked up courage, got up and was horrified: 85 kg! Hmm ... Even with my not the smallest height (175 cm), the numbers looked frightening. “We urgently need to lose weight,” I thought. However, being a solid person, and anticipating my mother’s discontent (“Again, these are your diets,” “Again you will torture yourself,” etc.), I decided to support my conclusion with scientific data. After reading a bunch of articles on the Internet and women's magazines, I found many interesting information... First of all, I was interested in such an indicator as body mass index (BMI). To calculate it, you need to divide the weight of a person by the square of his height. So, using an online calculator, I determined that my BMI is 27.8. This was followed by a disappointing comment that sounded like a verdict:
"Overweight. It's time for you to think about reducing it. This weight can affect your health. Medicine believes that you will not have a health risk if you weigh from 58.5 to 79 kg. "
In another article, a table was given with the range of ideal body weight for men and women, depending on their height and body type (asthenic, normostenic or hypersthenic). To identify this type, the author of the article advised to grasp the wrist of the other hand at its widest point with two fingers. It turned out that I am a hypersthenic ("a person with broad bone") And my weight should range from 64.5 to 72.3 kg.
Well, it’s not easier from hour to hour. Reduce so reduce. Thank God, not for the first time. As they say, swam, we know. However, everything turned out to be not so simple. Firstly, it was necessary to reduce quite a lot, at least 6 kg, or better 10-15 (in order to have a small strategic reserve), and secondly, my hair just stood on end from a huge number of different diets, each of which promised to be " the most effective ". The problem of choice has become very acute. In the end, I settled on the so-called Japanese diet, or, to put it simply, the Japanese woman. More precisely, then I still did not know that it was called that, and when I found out, my surprise knew no bounds, since there is nothing Japanese in the diet menu. It got its name due to the fact that it was developed by the specialists of the Japanese clinic "Yaeks". This diet is designed for two weeks, with the first day repeating the fourteenth, the second - thirteenth, etc. I will not cite detailed menu, those who are interested will easily find it on the Internet. I will only say that it provides three meals a day. Breakfast usually consists of one cup of black coffee, which was fine for me, since I love coffee, lunch and dinner include protein foods (beef, chicken or fish) with a little raw or heat-treated vegetables.
At first, the diet seemed to me quite sparing: you can have meat and eggs, sometimes cheese with cottage cheese is allowed, fruits that I love very much. In addition, I was very pleased with the promised weight loss of 7-8 kg. This is what I need, I thought. However, already on the third day I felt psychological fatigue. I didn't like that the range of foods I eat is strictly regulated. I caught myself thinking that I agree to smaller portions, just let it be the food I choose myself. I remember that on the sixth day I was ready to give up and break loose, especially since the plumb lines were not so impressive. But stopping halfway is not in my rules, and I decided to go all the way. At the cost of tremendous effort, I withstood the diet, but I managed to lose weight by only 5 kg, one of which returned almost immediately, even though I did not eat sweet and fatty foods.
In general, I expected much more from the diet, especially considering how not easy it was given to me. Still, seeing 80 on the scales was more pleasant than 85, and this gave me an incentive to further action. Remembering my school experience, I decided to radically change (I missed compliments). To activities aimed at achieving ideal figure I decided to add sports and bought a subscription for aerobics. The coach caught the beast, in the very good sense this word. To say that it was difficult is to say nothing. The loads were very serious, especially for me, a beginner. Seven sweats disappeared in an hour of training, but the fatigue was pleasant. According to the trainer, if my goal is to lose weight, then on the day of the lesson you cannot eat protein foods, so two or three times a week I obediently "fasted" - ate vegetable salads and buckwheat. Almost immediately, 2 kg went away, which I was incredibly happy about, but then the weight stopped decreasing. Girls who have been practicing for a long time said that for a start it is normal - the body gets used to the stress, the muscles become stronger, and they are heavier than fat. Having measured the volumes, I realized that they were right: the waist decreased by 3 cm (from 87 to 84), the hips by as much as 5 (from 100 to 95), and the chest by 2 cm.
I'll make a reservation that my figure is not the most ordinary. Most of the fair sex, at least those I know, are pears. They have small breasts and large hips, and they usually lose weight "from top to bottom" - first, the chest decreases, then the waist, then the hips and legs. I am a real "apple": I have broad shoulders and chest, no waist and narrow hips. Accordingly, when I get fat, fat is deposited on the stomach, and it looks awful. I lose weight "from the bottom up" - first the thighs, then the belly, then the chest. This is my personality that explains the above figures.
Gradually, I got involved and began to devote more time to training - I went four or even five times a week. If the training was in the evening, then after I did not eat anything, and during the day I ate very little. Now I understand that it was a real mockery of the body, but then I didn't think so. In a month and a half, I lost another 3 kg. But then I got a job, and frequent training became impossible. It was difficult to combine work with study and even training. Afraid that, having lost physical activity, I can quickly gain weight, I hit the other extreme - starvation. For two days in a row, I drank only water. On the rest of the days, she ate, but very little: a cup of coffee and half a pack of cottage cheese in the morning, half or even a third of the salad in the afternoon, and did not eat at all in the evening. At the same time, my friends, relatives and colleagues had no idea about anything. I was hiding from everyone. At home she lied that she ate at the institute, at the institute she said that she had eaten at work, and at work she said that we would eat at home. At the same time, I felt quite tolerable, I did not want to eat: apparently, due to such, to put it mildly, a meager diet, the stomach was significantly reduced in volume. I changed my wardrobe: I bought new blouses, skirts, tight-fitting trousers, dresses that I practically didn’t wear before, because I preferred a sporty style (it seemed to me that sports trousers and sweatshirts with T-shirts hide the flaws of my figure). Everyone noted that I had lost weight, however, they added that I was very pale and I looked tired and unhealthy. But everything suited me. “Well, let him be unhealthy,” I thought. “But I got it.”
I note that sometimes I had bouts of unprecedented gluttony, when I ate everything and in huge quantities and could not stop. I was terribly ashamed, and the next day I was starving or arranging unloading on apples or kefir. These are the roller coasters!
Nevertheless, deep down, I felt that I could not eat like this forever and that such a regime would come to an end sooner or later. One not the most beautiful day, my body could not stand it and began to take revenge. An important role was played by the fact that I was just finishing college and, of course, was very nervous. The last session, the state examinations, the defense of the diploma - all this was very difficult for me. And again, like five years ago at school, I began to drown out my excitement with food. In addition, when I was writing my diploma, I definitely had to chew something: it seemed to me that if you load the mouth with work, and then the stomach, then the brain would work better.
And after some time, gradually and imperceptibly for myself, I began to move away from 75 kg, to which I once strove so hard. After graduation, I changed jobs. In all respects, this was an increase, however, it was accompanied by stress, which also needed careful seizing. I didn't even get on the scales, because I knew that they would not show me anything good. I tried to starve again, but to no avail, since for every hungry day there were two gluttons. In addition, at this time in my life a significant event happened, which in all respects should have saved me. I met Him.
That it was He, I understood immediately. My intuition, which never let me down, said that it was with this person that I was destined to spend my whole life. We began to meet almost every day. Everything would be fine if not for one "but". It was cold November days, we couldn't walk around the city for a long time. I had to while away the time in the movies (with a bucket of popcorn) and restaurants, where I usually ordered a cake or a slice of cake, or ice cream. My beloved lavished sweets, including my adored halva in chocolate since childhood, which I could eat day and night. Before the first dates, I was very worried - I was afraid to make the wrong impression, not to like it, to freeze some stupidity. I think you understand what I'm getting at. Yes, yes, I fought with excitement in my favorite way, you already know how. I came back late, closer to midnight, and over a cup of tea with sweets presented to my beloved I told my mother the details of our meeting. Then I started staying with him for the weekend. We bought champagne, ordered pizza (my boyfriend cannot live without it, and this is not reflected in his figure in any way), watched films and chatted all night long.
So, I was not one of the lucky ones who, falling in love, melt before our eyes. On the contrary, the candy-bouquet period brought me a few more terrible, hated kg and cm, which I could no longer ignore. I put my new things away in the closet, took out my usual sweatpants, bought stretchable loose-fitting sweatshirts and overalls a la Pugachev. Well, then the New Year holidays followed with numerous feasts, sandwiches with red caviar, Olivier salad and Napoleon cake ...
I got scared to look at myself in the mirror. “We need to do something,” I thought. It was necessary to start with weighing, but I just could not bring myself to. I didn’t want to admit that my situation had become disastrous. “Maybe there is a very small increase. New things just sat down, and in general, I don't really need them. The clothes I wear now are much more practical and comfortable, ”- these are the excuses I came up with. Every morning I was going to weigh myself, but each time I postponed this procedure until the next day. But finally I gathered my last remnants of courage and made up my mind. I closed my eyes, stood on the scales, opened my eyes, looked down and ... "Ma-ma" is the only thing I could say. " 90 kg! "No, it can not be. Probably, the scales broke ”- although in my heart I understood very well what I could.
Just in case, I decided to weigh myself again. "What if they all the same fell into disrepair from a long inactivity?" But the hope was in vain. I saw all the same disgusting 90s, even with a small ponytail.
Comments, in my opinion, are superfluous. I was sad. To somehow cheer up, I ate a cake, then scolded myself for it and became even more sad. In the evening I went to see Him. Two pizzas and wine were already waiting for me. I looked at all this splendor and ... found the strength to refuse. The beloved got worried, and when he found out the reason, he laughed and said: “It's okay! If anything, we will make the doorway wider. "
My feelings were twofold. On the one hand, it was very nice that they love me the way I am, but on the other hand ... After all, if this continues, the doorway will really have to be expanded, since I can only enter it sideways. The soul rushed to heaven again. I went the old way - I began to limit myself in everything, I didn't eat in the evenings, I counted calories, but it was all to no avail. Probably, remembering past experience, the body resisted the restrictions in every possible way. I managed to lose a couple of kg, but then they came back again. I tried a variety of unloading - milk tea, apples, kefir, cottage cheese. There were plumb lines, but small, and I did not lose in volumes at all.
Finally, I realized that "free swimming" was not for me. Some kind of system was needed. In the end, there are nutritionists in the world who have invented and painted everything for a long time, and we just have to put their recommendations into practice. Wandering around the Internet, I stumbled upon the Ducan diet. At first it seemed to me very interesting. I decided to try, but already on the third day of the "attack" (the first stage, which involves the use of some proteins and sharply limits carbohydrates) I felt bad. The liver ached badly, and general state left much to be desired. “So it’s not for me.”
The situation was becoming desperate. The kilograms stubbornly refused to leave. But in September I had my first trip to the sea with my beloved. The thought of wearing a swimsuit terrified me. I was afraid that next to Him I would look like a real Aunt Kluchey, even though I’m far from skinny. Sometimes I just wanted to put up with it and give it up. “Maybe it's written for me to be fat! People live, and nothing! "
I was already completely desperate, when suddenly my mother's nephew and his wife came to visit us. They live in another city, we were passing through. Before, I had seen my cousin's wife only in photographs (he recently married) and could not help but note that she seemed a little larger on them. At first I decided that the camera, which distorts the appearance, was to blame for everything, but Olya (that is her name) said that this was not at all the case. Six months ago, she really weighed 8 kg more, but she managed to lose weight thanks to the Protasov diet. For me, Olya looked fine even at 57 kg, and at 49 she seemed really thin (she is short). She talked about the diet with such enthusiasm that even me, desperate and losing hope, became interested. According to her, the diet is long: five weeks and five weeks of release. "Hmm .. The way out is something new," I thought. "Usually diet writers don't really bother about how we live after." Then she said an even more surprising thing. It turns out that this diet does not limit the number of products. You can eat as much as you want and at any time, the first two weeks - any vegetables and dairy products, no more than 5% fat, one egg and three green apples, the next three weeks - the same plus 300 g of meat or fish. And most importantly, she said that IT REALLY WORKS, and she herself is a confirmation of this.
They left, but I stayed and thought. To begin with, I decided to search for information on the Internet. It turned out that there is a website on the Internet dedicated to this diet, which is called "Kim Protasov's Diet". And how did I miss it before ?! There I found a lot of interesting things - about the diet itself, about the way out, looked at the photos of women who lost weight, read the reviews and was completely delighted with the huge number of recipes posted on the site. "It's great!" As mentioned above, most of all in diets I was bothered by a boring monotonous menu, and there are so many dishes here, just choose - I don't want to! Well, every day you can come up with a new menu. Indeed, there is a place for a flight of fantasy!
So, I think it's time to bring the text of the diet in its most original form (in the author's presentation) 1
Kim Protasov's diet: [electronic resource]. Access mode: http://dietaprotasova.ru/publ/7-1-0-117.
Diet diet is different.
They lose ten kilos in five days, it will not be said about us, in cholera barracks, and in normal life such a weight loss is impossible.
The diet, with which I want to introduce you, is pleasant and uncomplicated and "at first glance, it seems not visible ...". That is, it will not occur to others that you are on a diet. And the effect is phantasmagoric !!! In five weeks, you will lose weight exactly as much as it is good for you.
So attention! The length of the diet is FIVE WEEKS.
THE FIRST WEEK ON THE FIRST DAY, as well as the second, third, and so all week you eat ONLY raw vegetables, as well as cheeses and yoghurts of 5% fat (no more, but not fat-free). ANY quantity! One boiled egg per day is allowed. ANY time of day! The point of this progressive diet is to eat as many vegetables as possible and as much as five percent dairy will fit. Tea, coffee can be in any quantity (of course, without milk and sugar, you should not get carried away with a sweetener), and water is mandatory two liters a day. Did you feel a little sad? So be it, on my own behalf, I give you three more green apples. What? No thanks, health.
Moreover, you are free to use the products in any combination. If you want - gnaw cucumbers, sprinkling them with Bulgarian feta cheese (5%), if you want - dip tomatoes and bell peppers in yogurt, or if you want - create a huge portion of salad from all kinds of vegetables, cut a boiled egg there and sprinkle everything with cheese.
And just dare to complain that you are hungry! Eat calmly in the morning, afternoon, evening, night - for a whole week. And so is the SECOND one. Surprisingly, from the second week on you have no desire to eat anything except vegetables, cheese and the apples I donated. Many even refuse the boiled egg, which they greedily eat at the beginning of the diet. By the end of the second week, you will feel an extraordinary lightness in the whole body and in ... thoughts. An organism not burdened with fat, meat and sweets will require liveliness of actions, and you will have to make efforts not to fall into adultery.
From the beginning of the THIRD WEEK, you must add a piece (300 grams) of boiled, steamed or fried (without oil!) Meat, poultry or fish to vegetables and cheeses. Please cut back on cheeses and yoghurts a bit. You eat vegetables, cheeses, meat, eggs and apples for THREE WEEKS. AND EVERYTHING !!! Three weeks after starting the diet, you will simply start to melt in front of amazed colleagues and household members.
The last two weeks have seen the most intense weight loss.
Get ready for the fact that when the diet is completed, you, lady, who looks like a flexible doe, and you, sir, who resembles a reed bending under a gentle breeze, will not be able to immediately pounce on all kinds of food. You will have to work hard to force yourself to eat bread and butter, chips, or dumplings.
I advise, once a year, everyone, even those who are not overweight, cleanse their body through such an easy and light diet.
I will repeat the essence of my proposed diet.
FIRST AND SECOND WEEKS
Raw vegetables.
All kinds of cheeses and yoghurts with 5% fat content.
One boiled egg.
Three green apples.
Coffee, tea, water.
Do not forget that IT'S ALL in any quantity and at any time of the day.
THIRD, FOURTH, FIFTH WEEKS.
Everything is the same plus a piece of meat, poultry or fish.
Reduce cheeses and yoghurts a little (by 300-400 g).
And here is the information on exiting the diet.
Exiting the diet
Should be slow, steady, gradual.
We look at the fat content in the tables (for example, http://www.eda-server.ru/kkal/index.html).
1. Part of the dairy products (not all!) We take completely fat-free (0.5-1% fat), and add vegetable oil to salads to compensate. For a day - no more than 15 g of vegetable oil (three teaspoons). That is, we replace part of animal fats with an equivalent amount of vegetable fats. For information: in three olives one and a half grams of good fat, in three large pieces of almonds also one and a half. Accordingly, if you ate olives or nuts, then we reduce the amount of oil. We count fats all the time! Not more than 30-35 g per day for everything about everything, including fats in dairy, meat, fish, salad, frying-park and eggs (in the yolk 4-6 g of fat);
2. Two out of three apples are replaced with some other fruits (but not very sweet and, of course, not bananas, not mangoes and not dried dates);
3. In the morning, instead of vegetables, we eat porridge (preferably from coarse rolled oats) at the rate of 1-2 tablespoons. tablespoons of dry cereals in an appropriate volume of water. Serving volume - up to 250 ml. For porridge - low-fat cottage cheese, plus vegetable salad;
4. We replace some of the dairy products with the leanest meat, chicken and other leaner protein sources.
An approximate routine for exiting the diet. It is not necessary to stick to it, you need to slowly introduce carbohydrates and count fats.
The sixth week is like the fifth, but with less fatty sour milk, plus two or three tablespoons of porridge in the water.
The seventh week is like the sixth, we replace apples with other unsweetened fruits.
The eighth week is like the seventh, add a little dried fruit.
The ninth is like the eighth, add boiled vegetables plus replace some of the milk with meat.
From the tenth, we begin to introduce light broths and other products into the diet. Everyday life by gradually reducing the amount of dietary products.
For at least 1-2 months, do not include rice, pasta, bakery products in the diet.
What I heard, saw and read inspired me so much that I decided to start right from tomorrow (and not from Monday, as usual). I remember once reading in one book that if you really want to lose weight, you should not wait for the first day or Monday, you need to start this business right now. It is difficult to disagree with this. I do not postpone the case and ...
I think it's time to turn over to the diary.
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My name is Oksana, I am 32 years old, and I am a mother of two children. I was never skinny, but it was difficult to call me full either: a plump girl with a tummy and barrels is a typical apple.
During my first pregnancy, I ate, frankly, for four. But at the same time I did not gain very much - only 14 kg. But the worst thing is that after the birth of the child, she could not stop the zhor and began to grow in breadth, by leaps and bounds. Until my mom took this photo (left):
So, from the outside, I saw all the horror. I felt ashamed and scared - I am 26 years old, and I am like that ... And what next?
A thin cow is not yet a slim doe
Then I took up my diet and in three months got rid of 10 kg of excess weight. I was thinner and contented, but my body remained quite flabby, since I didn’t go in for sports.
After the birth of my second child (daughter), I realized that I could lose weight gained during pregnancy, but the quality of the body leaves much to be desired. In general, a thin cow is not yet a slender doe. And I was not thin yet.
Had to drag my lazy butt in gym... And for four years now, 4 times a week, in any weather, I take my gym bag and drag my still lazy, but noticeably prettier, ass into the gym).
And just recently I celebrated the third birthday of my new life. Now I cannot understand what I have been waiting for all the previous 28 years ?!
Later, at 31, I took up questions healthy eating and I get great pleasure from it.
Foods that I have excluded from my diet:
I do not eat sausages, industrial sauces (mayonnaise, ketchup, etc.) fast food products, pork, fried potatoes, regular bread, store cakes and pastries, chips, packaged juices, soft drinks.
My 1 day menu looks like this:
Before breakfast, a large glass of water with lemon.
Breakfast: oatmeal steamed with boiling water, honey, olive oil, flax seeds and berries.
Or an omelet with tomatoes and cheese.
Snack: natural yoghurt with nuts and dried fruits or bread with jam, or fruit.
Lunch: broccoli puree soup with shrimps and herbs.
Snack: coffee with skim or almond milk and cheese
Dinner: baked chicken breasts and vegetable salad with vegetable oil.
After 6 I try not to eat, but it does not always work out.
I drink a lot pure water: 2-2.5 l.
Some details of my nutrition
Sometimes I allow myself alcohol 1-2 glasses of dry wine.
I eat low fat dairy products.
I eat a lot of complex carbs: buckwheat, durum pasta, quinoa, bulgur, lentils, whole grain breads and crispbreads.
I eat a lot of vegetables and fruits.
I allow sweets at the stage of weight maintenance (either a little for breakfast, or once a week).
My physical activity
I dance from zumba to individual lessons according to the Latin American program. Two power training in the room. And one stretching workout. I combine them.
For example, on Monday dancing and stretching (2 hours), on Wednesday dancing and strength (2 hours), on Friday dancing and strength (2 hours), Saturday only dancing for 1 hour. I try to walk a lot, for example, I never go to the gym by car, I walk in any weather and in any condition.
In total, I lost 20 kg. And she sculpted herself a new beautiful figure with her own hands!
I'll start my story, like many on this site. "As far back as I can remember, I've always been complete." Yes, it was always complete. Although this is very mildly said. I remember during the school weigh-in, the doctor even hesitated to say aloud the number shown on the scales.
Of course, I was aware that I was thicker than others. At the age of 12, I started dieting and going to gyms.
What kind of diets I have not tried. There was also variety in sports: gym, aerobics, belly dancing, water aerobics, cycling, vacuum trainers and massages.
Weight left, but gradually returned again, bringing with him a couple of "friends". Because after dieting, I had breakdowns, during which I absorbed everything that was in the refrigerator.
I was very jealous of my friends, who could eat anything and not gain a single drop in weight, at a time when I had to count every calorie. I always wanted to eat.
At the age of 17, after unsuccessful diets and already annoying everyday sports, I left the idea of losing weight, deciding that I would remain fat, this is my destiny. I stopped even weighing myself. And it was not weighed for a year.
Exactly one year later, I decided to get on the scales. The figure I saw shocked me. It turned out that I already weigh 98 kg, despite the fact that I was only 18 years old.
I decided to buy. I did 2 - 3 hours a day for three summer months. During this time, I have lost only three kilograms, and the volumes in the waist, back and hips have gone a little. But this did not fundamentally change my figure. I stayed in mine weight category, call it any words that everyone knows. And then one fine morning, something happened that radically changed my life. When I woke up, I realized that I was not hungry. At all.
I refused breakfast and dinner. For lunch, I ate what the whole family did. And I didn't want to eat at all. I forgot what it is like to go to the refrigerator during the day, take a piece of food and send it to my mouth. The mood was great. There was no habitual apathy and drowsiness that occurs during diets. I just didn't want to eat, and every week I happily got on the scale to see how much my weight had decreased.
Such changes in my consciousness were not associated either with falling in love or with resentment at ridicule. I'm just tired of being fat. I understand that beautiful body more important than food.
All nutritionists, as one, will say that it is dangerous to lose weight this way and that the weight will soon return from an incorrect diet. But in my case it worked. 
In 3 months I lost 20 kilograms without sports and a complete rejection of the usual food. With a growth of 176 centimeters, I began to weigh 75 kg and easily fit into clothes of size 46.
Contrary to the opinion of all nutritionists, the weight did not return. And the figures of the scales continued to show 75 kg.
After a year and a half, I got married and got pregnant. At the sixth month of pregnancy, I weighed 77 kilograms, and left to the hospital with a weight of 85 kilograms.
When I was discharged from the hospital, the scales showed the number 78, and a month after giving birth, my weight became the same - 75 kilograms.
Someone will say that this is still a big figure for a young girl, but it suits me. I feel comfortable in my body, I can easily buy clothes that I like, and not the ones that just fit on me. Who is overweight, he will understand what I mean. I am not ashamed to appear on the beach, and we live in a southern city. I do not use any diets, I just eat less. And if I overeat, one day of fasting after overeating is enough for me to keep my current weight.
In conclusion of my story, I want to say, based on my experience, that it is impossible to lose weight by force. There will be no point in dieting and exercising if you do it with force. You should like to lose weight and like to change. Otherwise, you will constantly think about food and break loose at every opportunity, do exercises in sports hall to half the strength.
You will certainly be able to lose weight when you really want it, as it happened with me, when the question of losing weight becomes not a momentary impulse for you, but a goal. To which you will seriously go for a long time and, I believe, will come.
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What I have passed in three years, I can consider my little hell. Probably, there is not a single diet left on this planet that I have not tried. What's the bottom line? Very dubious results and kilograms, which went very tightly and in minimal quantities, but returned instantly and brought "friends" with them. At some point, I even resigned myself and decided that it was age, changes in hormonal levels and my new body constitution. Until I saw myself in fresh photographs.
Until a certain age, I did not know problems with overweight... A former ballerina, I was thin, wiry and slender. Accordingly, I didn't really pay attention to what, when and in what quantities I eat. And the occasional nightly raids on sushi bars did not affect the figure in any way. Jeans of size 25 at 29 years old, envious sighs of familiar girls ... It all ended suddenly with the appearance of such a coveted job, which, alas, did not bring any joy, but only nervous stress.
The first alarm bell happened when I “magically” gained 7 kg in a week. This was the beginning of my epic. Deciding to chase them away quickly, I just stopped eating. On the third day, my head refused to think, and my legs began to braid. A week on some apples gave me three more extra pounds, and cruel 10 days without a drop of water on a diet consisting of three eggs and four oranges a day, helped me get rid of only 2 kg, and even then, I suspect, only due to dehydration. I was growing before my eyes and began to panic fear to look at the scales.
Everything free time spent on sites and forums dedicated to weight loss. Kremlin, buckwheat, Japanese, diets of all possible stars, proper nutrition, separate meals, numerous books by various authors, checking the work of the hormonal system - everything has been in my life for two years. And, as a result, from a girl weighing 48 kg I turned into a woman of indeterminate age with a weight of 75 kg
Of course, I had no idea how much I was weighing, but a whisper behind my back: “So who did they hire there? A woman about forty? " - perceived as female envy. My friends insisted that I was already beautiful and quite attractive. At one o'clock in the morning, a fan with a bouquet at the ready tried to take out the doors to my apartment, and I really began to believe that everything was not so bad. I continued to walk about 8 km every day and did not eat after 17.00, but nothing changed in my figure. I put up with her and tried to love myself like that, because everyone around me suggested that I was beautiful. And I believed until I saw a photo from one party, after watching which it became clear to me: something must be done! (And to be completely honest, I became depressed and burst into tears).
Action plan
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First of all, I went to take tests, which showed that the hormonal system is normal and blood sugar is not increased. Physical activity was also present. So, the whole point is that none of the diets just suited me. The decision was born by itself. I opened the refrigerator and found nothing in it that I would like to eat. That is, in general. So instead of breakfast, I drank a cup of tea and went to work. By lunchtime, it became clear that most of all I wanted a piece of cheese. I got it and ate it. The body calmed down until the morning, and in the morning it demanded soft-boiled eggs.
Continuing to make foot marches and not eat after 17.00, I strictly followed the requirements of my body. And when one day during a corporate party he asked me for a piece of Kiev cake, and then another, and then a third - I gave him as much cake to eat as he wanted. Contrary to the laws of logic and the rules of nutrition, which I, as a doctor, know very well, I calmly allowed myself to have a snack at midnight if I was somewhere in an institution, and the dish on the menu really attracted me. Or instead of breakfast she drank a cup of strong coffee, although as an endocrinologist she perfectly understood how wrong this was. Surprisingly, after three weeks of such adherence to the wishes of my stomach (although, if I did not find the desired product in the refrigerator, I preferred to skip a meal, and not go in search), I became 3 kg thinner, despite the fact that I did not restrict myself rigidly and did not frame.
The main breakthrough happened on vacation, where I swam a lot and ate exclusively on tomato salad, generously flavored with salt and sour cream, and thick pieces of cheese wrapped in pita bread. The abundance of fresh vegetables and fruits and humane prices did not tempt me, I persisted in eating tomatoes for all 10 days of my vacation. But on the platform they practically did not recognize me. 10 days - and minus another 7 kg
I also spent my weekends at the dacha in a very original way. While the whole family “grazed” around the fruit and berry plantations, picking fresh and absolutely organic, I ate garlic not with cloves, but with heads, with black bread twice a day. My body didn't care about seasonal fruits, it needed garlic. A few weeks later, the garlic turned me away, but I wanted a cod liver (as it later turned out, pure lipids remove toxins from the body). For a week I ate herring, mackerel and sometimes canned fish in my own juice. Until one morning my stomach told me: I want ice cream! And we spent most of August with him under the motto "ice cream for breakfast, lunch and afternoon tea!" Around the same time, in addition to unhealthy doses of ice cream, the body demanded physical activity... I woke up without an alarm clock at 4 in the morning and did exercises, and after work I used my parents' exercise bike and could pedal for so long that my father even suggested that my mother tie my legs. But on the second vacation - to a beautiful island - I left not only thinner, but also fit.
The All Inclusive system and how not to fight it
This, by the way, I was most afraid of: five meals a day, all inclusive, buffet. For the first two days, I tried everything that caught my eye. The main principle was to bite and not finish. After that, I caused surprised glances from vacationers, because each meal consisted of a huge plate of blue cabbage with some not very dietary sauce and a couple of pieces of poultry. Wine, regardless of color, slightly diluted with water, I began to drink from noon - walking, walking like that. There were no bans. I didn't even care if I put on a couple of extra pounds on vacation or not. And if on some rare morning I wanted a donut in sugar or try all types of baklava, I did not deny myself this pleasure. 10 days of full binge, combined with a smooth swing in the salty waters of the Mediterranean, did not bring me any plumb or gain.
But, having returned home, I realized that now I cannot imagine my life without blue cabbage. The same as without pasta with grated cheese. Probably, for a month I ate exclusively on these products, then came the fish period. What will be the next period and what I want tomorrow morning, I have not yet learned to predict. I only know one thing: if the fridge doesn't have what I want, I'll skip meals until the supermarket gets in my way. And even if there is no system in my diet and there is no logic at all, the result is obvious. And also on other parts of the body. Perhaps the whole point is that our body really understands better what we need and requires these particular products. But we deny ourselves them, because they are prohibited by the diet that we are now following, or by the doctor who said that garlic is strictly prohibited for urolithiasis.
If you, like me, are desperate, because no diet works, and there is little use in sports, because muscles are hidden under a layer of fat, and you are more like a three-door wardrobe with drawers than a slender doe with embossed muscles , stop for a moment. Look inside yourself. Before you put boiled brisket and sauerkraut on a plate, listen to yourself: do you really want this at the moment? And if the body tells you that it wants chocolate ice cream, have some tea and wait until morning. Does the body also ask for chocolate ice cream in the morning? This means that this is exactly what he needs now. Already he, the body, knows better why. The main thing is that it works! To date, I have lost 20 kg by just listening to what I really want.