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Rants & Raves – 06/09/12
Oh, the webbernet! It gets me all riled up with dire news and mainstream idiocy, then blammo! it hits me with something so awesome, it must be shared. Beautiful people, welcome to this week’s collection of Rants & Raves.
I’m light on the bad news today – mostly this stuff is silly and annoying, but not too grim. Except for the Weight Watchers thing, which makes me ranty and stabby and forced me to bash my had against my desk.
Weight Watchers. Sigh.
Long-time readers know that I was a Weight Watchers devotee for a long, long time. I think that WW gets many of the psychological aspects of weight loss and long-term weight management right. I learned a lot from my meeting leader… good stuff like realizing that if I was sad or anxious or angry, and I ate something delicious but on the “no” list, I would experience brief jolt of pleasure, followed by that initial sadness, anxiety, or anger plus eater’s remorse. She also taught us that if we took a bite of something and it wasn’t the best of that something we ever ate, we shouldn’t take another bite just to make sure. It seems like “no duh” unless you have a life-long weight issues and big-time emotional eating challenges. But I eventually had to part ways with WW because I could not abide the almost encouragement to eat Frankenfood: fat-free cheese, fat-free milk, fat-free Cool-Whip, not to mention the WW packaged food. It made me sad, but I had to leave my beloved Saturday morning meeting.
And this ad, to me, is an abomination.
My issues with it, in no particular order, are:
1. “I could never give up bread.”
I strongly dislike that WW is pandering to many peoples’ notions that eating well is too hard. Never is a powerful word, and it has no place here.
2. “I’m a sandwich guy.”
I also strongly dislike the tacit message that a sandwich is a healthy food. I know it’s somewhat revolutionary to cut bread from an American diet, but (a) the whole-grain bread WW recommends is junk and (b) this is, again, pure pandering to what people want to hear, rather than giving them what they need.
3. “Nothing is off limits.”
In the grown up world where we want to be lean, fit, and healthy, some things are off limits. Not forever, not every day, but most of the time. I know this is a small ad, but I resent that WW makes it seem like a person can, effectively, have their cake and eat it, too. It’s disingenuous and irresponsible.
OK… moving on to the amusingly annoying…
Cuckoo For Locos
Taco Bell has sold more than 100 million of their new Locos Tacos, the
brilliant terrible concoction of taco fillings stuffed into a shell made from Nacho Cheese Doritos. The salty-fatty finger food has only been on the market for 10 weeks — compared to the 18 years it too for McDonald’s to sell 100 million burgers back in the day. Seems like a sad commentary on our American eating habits, rather than a “Taco Bell kicks McD’s ass” kind of statement, but maybe that’s just me. And coming soon: Cool Ranch and Spicy flavore. (And as an aside, the WW program has no problem with members eating the Locos Taco, so long as they count the points. According to this web site, it’s only 5 points for one Locos Taco, so let’s dig in!]
Seriously. This. is. not. food. It might be wickedly delicious, but it’s not food.
(Another aside: As a former Doritos lover, I am painfully aware of my hypocrisy because I want to try a Locos Taco. Badly. But I haven’t. And I probably won’t. And I apologize that I want to. And if I do, I will totally confess it here, and you can all stone me.)
Sugar Makes You Dumb. Really Dumb.
Dorothy followed the yellow brick road to OZ, and in Costa Mesa, the cops followed a trail of cookie and chip wrappers to Ding Dong Land. Done in by Cheetos!
But I do kinda like the funny-flavored potato chips in the U.K.
I applaud and pity the blogger behind the site Shite Food. I mean, would you be brave enough to eat and review Tulip Bacon Grill (a sort of meat pudding, Spam-like product meant to substitute for bacon) or Mr. Brain’s Pork Faggots?! The “food” on this blog is like a train wreck — I want to look away, but I can’t. I can’t! I also need to mention that I f*cking adore the Rules page of the site. Brilliant.
Whew! That romp through the wilds of junk food made me thirsty. Let’s quench our desire for good news, yes?
The Best Lamb You’ll Ever Eat
As I said in my review of Lava Lake Lamb, they really do produce the best lamb I’ve ever eaten. And now you have a chance to try it for yourself. Lave Lake is sponsoring a big ol’ giveaway of a Summer Grilling Package! To enter, visit the Giveaway page on Facebook, then “like” them and cough up your email address. Deadline is June 15, so don’t wait! (And if you’re looking for crazy-good lamb recipes, you might like these… mmmm… Merguez Meatalls!)
Hooray! But Will They Make Them Call It “Poison”?!
Sweet! The FDA ruled that high-fructose corn syrup cannot be renamed “corn sugar” by the Corn Refiners Association (CRA). The CRA petitioned the FDA to allow the change because “consumers have a bad impression of high-fructose corn syrup because of it’s complicated name.” Oh, yeah. It’s the name that’s the problem. Read the entire (short) piece at NPR here; tasty stuff
The Murph brings me to my knees in more ways than one.
The New York Times with a nice piece on the Memorial Day Murph and the amazing success of CrossFitNYC: “That was an hour of pure torture,” said Peter Hoppmann, 50, a seventh-grade history teacher, who was drenched in sweat after completing three-quarters of the Murph in 55 minutes and 36 seconds. But he was smiling as he said it.” (Tip: Subscribe to the CrossFitNYC blog posts to get a kickass collection of link recommendations every day.)
[Images from CrossFitNYC.com]
And they all translate to superhero-ness! (superhero-osity? superhero-ism?)
Love this piece from Men’s Fitness on Mastering the Top 10 Athletic Movements. The drills and explanations take the movements out of the context of individual sports, and make them applicable to lots of activities. From sprinting and throwing, to the different kinds of jumping (up! out! down!), pushing, reaching, extending, and squatting, it’s like a training manual for superheroes or zombie fighters.
I’m delighted to find myself in such good company — Krista from Stumptuous, Melissa Hartwig of Whole9, and Liz Wolfe of Cave Girl Eats — in this post on Paleo Girl Crushes, written by my blond doppleganger Summer from the blog Haute Life (and, formerly, Cosmopolitan Primal Girl). Whew! That is a lot of kickass women, right there! And congratulations to Summer who recently launched Haute Life to provide nutrition support, meal plans, coaching, and the support people need to have a totally… um, haute life.
I got a lot of compliments on my 44th birthday self-portrait and felt like I had to confess much of the credit goes to Instagram and my makeup kit. Now there’s a new service called Sticky9, that turns your Instagram pics into magnets.
Two final cool things…
It Starts With Food, the kickass book from Whole9, is officially released on Tuesday, June 12. Read what I’ve got to say about it here, learn more about the Meal Map and photos Dave and I contributed to the book, or check out this review at StupidEasyPaleo or this one at MyAthleticLife or this one at EasyPaleo. (Spoiler: they like my Meal Map!) Pre-order your copy now!
How utterly delightful are these clouds made by an artist inside an art gallery?! Totally magical, am I right?
Have a wonderful weekend, everyone! I’m off to write a piece for our Word Nerd writing group tonight, and tomorrow is our much-needed secular sabbath. Be good to yourselves while I’m unplugged — see you back here Monday.