by Gina Hyams
My perennial New Year’s resolution to lose weight took on an urgency this year when a blood test revealed that I had a cholesterol level of 228 – borderline high, just 12 points away from being high risk for having a heart attack. I was 42-years-old and my middle-aged middle was officially spreading. A veteran dieter, I’d yo-yoed up and down the scale by following and then failing so many diets that I felt hopeless.
As part of the retreat, I met one-on-one with a doctor, a nutritionist, a behavioral therapist, and a physiologist for a series of consultations to assess my physical, mental, and spiritual condition and create a health action plan. Blood work was done to determine if I was insulin resistant. A full-body DEXA body composition scan (which was very high tech, but basically revealed that I was chubby), and a metabolic exercise assessment to pinpoint my aerobic fitness level were also performed.
I also attended cooking classes and inspirational lectures, met with a healer who specializes in “clearing energy blocks” (a mysterious procedure that was as emotionally wrenching as any therapy session), and took a “barefoot boogie” dance class.
By the end of my stay, my mind was spinning. Research has shown that it takes three to six months to own a new healthy behavior and just seventy-two hours to lose it. The advisers stressed that guests leave the Ranch fired up to change everything in their lives, but that it’s important to focus on a few simple first steps, otherwise odds were that one would lose all momentum within two weeks.
I decided to focus on eating whole foods and combining protein and carbohydrates to keep my blood sugar stable. I swore off diet sodas and frozen meals, and started reading nutrition labels. Anything that contained high-fructose corn syrup, trans fats, artificial flavorings, or any complicated chemical ingredients went back on the shelf. I committed to eating quality foods for pleasure rather than obsessing about fat grams and calories.
After five months of mindful eating and getting my heart rate up a couple of times per week by hiking in the woods, my waist has reemerged and my cholesterol level has plummeted to 177. I crave sugar less often and when I do, have learned to take a breath to check in and see if the impulse is truly about culinary pleasure or if it’s about anesthetizing emotions. When it’s the latter, I now understand that I have a choice and that playing with my puppy is actually more comforting than a big bowl of mint chocolate chip ice cream.
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September/October 2008
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