That’s correct, you haven’t misread the title, I have lost weight by eating …… bread.
I have held off writing this post for some weeks just in case I had fluctuated or was hosting a tape worm, but no, the results are irrefutable. Five pounds, gone, sustainably.
My blog followers may remember that I recently spent a day in a craft bakery learning the essentials of bread making. I came away having seen the light and vowed to banish quickly risen, mass produced bread from my diet with its air and its spikey gluten and its foul preservatives .
By way of scene setting, I will just tell you that one of the problems of doing a physical job (gardening) is that one can struggle to fill the tanks, resulting in much stuffing of chocolate digestives and the like. I long ago learnt that a bowl of commercial cereal does not provide the fuel to get through even a couple of hours of heavy work whereas a bowl of muesli or porridge does. But I hadn’t thought too hard about the sandwiches I was eating for lunch and why I was coming home from work and mainlining sugar. And a few extra pounds had crept up on me and hung around and wobbled now and again.
I have kept my vow and been making and eating bread. White bread, wholemeal, rye and spelt. I have been eating toast with eggs, bread and cheese, bread and soup and warm bread with butter oozing through it. And I have been feeling FULL. Yes full and satisfied. I have not been getting home from work and raiding the cupboards. I no longer obsess when there is chocolate in the house. And five pounds have gone and stayed gone. Not a lot, but enough to get into some clothes I was starting to miss.
So my unlikely advice this merry calorie-ridden season is, eat real bread, either your own or that made by one of our growing number of craft bakers. It tastes fantastic. It’s a meal on it’s own. It’s filling. And its the new wonder diet food. What an uplifting New Year’s resolution it would make. Hang on, that’s the dinger I hear, I’m off to get my next loaf out of the oven.