LET THE HUNGER GAMES BEGIN! (Reviews of BYSTRICTIN and VYSERA)

With today ushering in a once-in-a-lifetime event, Thanksgivukkah (the rare occurrence when Thanksgiving and Hanukkah fall on the same day), many of us are preparing for a day (and for some eight days) of enjoying savory entrees and sweet delights with friends and family. Seriously…this does not bode well with those of us trying to watch our waistlines. So what’s a girl to do?

We all know that if you cut down the amount of food you eat, you will shed those unwanted pounds. For some that is easier said than done. For others, a little assistance is needed. In extreme circumstances, some opt for surgeries like gastric bypass or even the lap band. With any surgery there are risks—potentially dangerous ones. And let’s not talk about the astronomical costs associated with bariatric surgery. And need I remind you that you can’t get gastric bypass if you are not clinically obese (and even then there are criteria that one must meet in order to quality). Does that mean that there is no hope for those of us who are looking to lose fifty pounds or less? Fear not my dear readers…there is hope.

Well, earlier this month, I shared a tip that I got from Dr. Oz about eating black soybeans a half hour before lunch and dinner to help curb your appetite. It actually works. But maybe beans aren’t your thing.  Well, here are two more Curvy Socialite approved suggestions that may help you in that battle against those oh-so-tempting latkes and turkey that will be staring your down at the dinner table tomorrow.

For the past few weeks I have been testing two new products that have recently hit the market.

BYSTRICTIN

One of the hardest things about weight management (fancy way of saying dieting) is that it can be hard. No, I’m not making excuses about putting in the hard work at the gym or moving in general, but rather I am talking about lifestyle can get in the way. Working long hours at the office, traveling regularly for work or having a job that has you attending a lot of events doesn’t really lend for having healthy eating habits…no matter how hard you try. Your gym time is or naught if you find yourself munching on snacks all day or skipping meals and gorging yourself later.  Maybe BYSTRICTIN is for you.

BYSTRICTIN Meal Replacement Formula

BYSTRICTIN is all about blocking your hunger.  Utilizing the patented Gastric Fill Technology, BYSTRICTIN uses an all natural ingredients to create an immediate feeling of being full causing you to eat less. I can see your faces right now—giving me that “ummm ok “look. Ok. Let me tell you a little more.

BYSTRICTIN contains a special complex blend of soluble fiber (doesn’t contain stimulants, fat blockers or diuretics) that comes in a variety of flavors (I tried the vanilla one) that you mix with water to create a shake. All you have to do is replace a meal or two with the shake followed by a glass of water and you’re done. The ingredients in BYSTRICTIN will absorb the water and expand in your stomach within minutes—the patented Gastric Fill Technology. You should feel satisfied without feel jittery or other crazy side effects.

I tried BYSTRICTIN for about a month and used it as my breakfast in the morning. For the most part, I didn’t really feel hungry for most of the day.  I only used it to replace one meal and had a light lunch and dinner (usually a salad for lunch and some type of protein (chicken, turkey, etc) vegetable and a side for dinner) and I managed to lose 10 pounds at the end of a month.

Interested in finding out more, visit BYSTRICTIN’s website at www.bystrictin.com.

VYSERA-CLS

Every year there is a new pill that pops up that claims to be the next “miracle” to solve our your diet needs.  They say they can help you lose weight (while you follow a strict low-cal, low fat diet). What if there was something that could take it one step further and actually “reshape” your entire body? I know you nearly choked when I said that. There is a new product out there that does just that – with real clinical research to support its claims. That product is…VYSERA.

So how does it work? It’s simple really. All you have to do is pop a pill right before you eat. You don’t have to wait half an hour or anything. You literally just take VYSERA just before you take your first bite. Recommended to be taken with your largest meals (say lunch or dinner), you take one tablet with each meal and that’s it. After 30 days, you should notice a change in weight and the inches on your hips, thighs and butt!

I know you’re wondering how they can make sure a claim. Well, they had a team of scientists who performed a randomized, double-blind, placebo-controlled clinical trial where they had subjects take the pill along with their mail meal of the day. Thirty minutes later, the study group had a significantly lower percentage of blood sugar in comparison to the placebo group. They also noticed lower levels of increase in insulin, peptides and in the hunger hormone ghertin (who knew there was a hunger hormone?). At the end of the study, scientists found that VYSERA also caused a significant reduction in body weight, fat mass, BMI, fat tissue thickness and waist/hip/thigh circumference while maintain lean body mass. So what does that mean in laymen’s terms? When you take VYSERA, you end up absorbing a fraction of the calories in the meal and after regular use; you end up melting away the inches and the pounds. Who doesn’t want that? And the best part…no crazy side effects!

I tried this product as well for a month. I ate normally and took the pill generally at lunch and dinner (my highest calorie meals during the day). At the end of the trial period, I was 7 pounds lighter and had lost an inch off my waist, and a inch and a half off my hips and thighs. Definitely not complaining. You know this is going to be with me at the dinner table tonight.

Want to get your hands on VYSERA, visit www.vyseracls.com.

Because the ingredients in both BYSTRICTIN and VYSERA do not contain stimulants and all those other stuff in diet supplements of all, it’s safe. But with any type of supplement, you should consult your doctor before you start using it.

And with that, I wish you an your family a very Happy Thanksgivukkah….now LET’S EAT!

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CONFESSIONS: BLOGGER EDITION

The Curvy Socialite is in the September Issue of Ladies’ Home Journal

Ladies’ Home Journal, September 2013

So D-Day is finally here.

I got the September issue of Ladies’ Home Journal in the mail yesterday. A mixture of excitement and dread filled me as I held the magazine in my hands as I stared at the headline, “Love Your Body at 30, 40, 50+.” As I mentioned here a few months back, I was selected as one of the women to be featured in a piece on body confidence. Who would have thought I’d be featured in a piece about that.

So confession time…

Body confidence—or rather a lack there of—has been an issue for me for most of my life.

My vision of how I see myself and what others perceive me to be has dominated decisions I have made, paths I have taken and just how I lived my life in general. It started from a young age at home where I was constantly told that I was too big or too muscular (I was an athletic child) and that I need to be smaller if I ever want to have a boyfriend or get married. I wasn’t considered a pretty child with my thick calves, overdeveloped hamstrings, muscular arms and thick waist. I wasn’t lithe like my younger sister and my mother and every family member made sure I knew that. “You’d actually be pretty if you were skinny,” was a regular comment I’d hear from family growing up. The seed that being of a thicker frame being considered ugly and not attractive was planted back then.  I’d look at all my thin friends and family members and wonder why I wasn’t built like them. What was I doing wrong? What was wrong with me?

For years I was obsessed with becoming smaller. I tried fad diets, diet pills, purging, and starvation…whatever it would take to make myself be considered “small” and pretty. I’d read all kinds of crazy articles about dieting, celebrity diets and listen to what some of my friends and teammates would do to stay small. As a gymnast, I was bigger than many of the other girls on the team.  I was a super toned athlete (think a Serena Williams or a Mary Lou Retton or Shawn Johnson) versus what many thought was the ideal look for a tumbling pixie (think Gabrielle Douglas). I would sabotage myself and pretend to be injured or “not ready” for a meet so that I wouldn’t have to go up in front of crowds and perform. Why would they want to see how fat I looked in my leo?

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Going to college didn’t make the situation any better.  Seeing girls from all over the country and around the world that were beautiful and thin just made me hate myself even more. I would work out a lot and eat as little as possible. Many times, I would take my meals up to my dorm room and eat (or not eat) there. Who wanted to see a fat cow stuffing her face?

My weight would fluctuate dramatically for years. I’d be a size 4 one moment or an 8 a next. But when I entered into the real world, the real roller coaster began. I ballooned up to a 12. For many that wouldn’t be considered fat at all but because now I was a double digit size, I thought my life was pretty much over.  “Well meaning” friends and family had a lot to say about my expanding size. Offering tips or publically letting me know that I was too fat to order anything other than a salad. And dessert…perish the thought!

By my early 20s, my self worth was so wrapped up in my dress size. I was always depressed. I was already in and out of really bad situations with “boyfriends” who used and mentally abused me because they knew they could do that because at the end of the day I was too fat to be cared about. That’s when the binging and purging really started.  I knew it was wrong and could seriously harm me, but I didn’t care. I had seen the after-school specials and made-for-TV movies with Tracey Gold and others who suffered from anorexia and bulimia. I knew it could kill me. But I didn’t care. All those did were give me tips on how to hide what I was doing better. I had to be as close to a size small dress size as possible—at any cost. Ironically, I actually was a plus model for a few years and did rather well with it. Though I smiled for the camera, secretly I was stressing on how fat I was going to look in the pictures that came out. I was generally a size 8/10 back then.

Tracey Gold on the cover of People Magazine

Around this time I met my significant other.  Much older than me, he always saw me as a person. it would make him angry how obsessed I was about food, my looks and specifically my weight. But he is a patient man. He tried to use reverse psychology to get me to eat “real” food versus the “rabbit” food I ate regularly. I began putting on more weight but he didn’t mind. He would tell me every day I was beautiful. But it wasn’t easy for him either. When I got to a size 14/16 we’d end up in fights when it was time to go out on the town. I couldn’t wear that dress because it made me look like a cow. I couldn’t wear that top because you can see my rolls. Those pants…hell no…they made my thighs look huge. Mind you, during this time I was still going to the gym almost every day. But still I got bigger.

Fast forward to a few months ago my blogger friend, Alice, telling our blogger collective about this opportunity with Ladies’ Home Journal to be a part of a feature about body confidence and…we’d be shot in our underwear. I mentioned it to my mister and said I was thinking about applying (more as a joke than serious). He was all for it. So were some of my friends (including Black, Latina & Fabulous blogger, Amaris Acosta). Not thinking they’d actually call me back, I applied. A few days later, I got a call that LHJ wanted me for the shoot. DAMN.

The week before the shoot I was in California. The entire time I was out there I was stressed over the upcoming shoot. I worried about every morsel of food that I ate and worked out as much as possible while on the trip. The trip also served as the medium for another first…the first time I wore a bikini since I was 7. I wore it…but didn’t really take pictures in it. I still hated how I looked.

The day of the shoot finally came around. And after a crazy morning (I had lost my wallet), I finally made it on set. Everyone was so sweet. The staff at Ladies’ Home Journal went out of their way to make all of us “models” feel comfortable. Hair and makeup made us look gorgeous and the gorgeous lingerie. The photographer and his team gave helpful hints as to how we should pose and still be natural. And for the most part, I had a great time.

When I did the interview for the quote to accompany my picture, I talked about how the diets and pills and how I was working on building my self esteem. How my focus was on being a healthier me (all true). I kind of fibbed a little when I said I loved my curves. It’s more like I am coming to grips with them and learning to love myself. Looking back on all the things I did to myself in my never-ending undying quest to be the perfect size2, I knew I had to stop. I already proved my family wrong by getting into a loving happy relationship with a man who loved me for who I was not what the scale said. I have even become a proponent of thick, pleasantly plump, curvy and full figured communities. I love to see beautiful curvy women like Asia Mone’t, Liris Crosse and Christina Mendez in ad campaigns in all their full figured “goddessness”.  I’m in awe at how gorgeous and confident in themselves they are. I want to be like them.

After a trip to the GYN last month, I found out that I actually suffer hypothyroidism (pretty much my thyroid isn’t functioning properly and causes issues like weight gain, depression, decreased heart rate, hair falling out and more). Turns out that it can be genetic (I just found out that there is a history of thyroid issues in my family) and can also be triggered by stress (a constant state of being in my life). The mister thinks that part of it could be from my abusive behavior towards my body. Whatever the cause, I am working on managing it. Because like I said in the article, I am about a healthier me.

But as I sit here looking at page 88… (I have a whole page to myself) typing this post with mixed emotions, I am crying. Pausing from time to time because I can’t see through my tears to type, I look at this picture of me and others from when I was younger and realize how far I have come—and how far I still have to go. To be honest, I am not super happy about the picture (in my opinion my face looks way too big). But I am a little happy with myself because I can say I did it. I took a picture in my underwear for the whole world to see. I did that. That is something to be proud of.

PS…I’m still camera shy and it will take me a while before I start posting more pictures of myself here or anywhere else…but this was a start.

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