Steve Simmons presents...
Jennifer Calloway, 122 pounds
Jennifer Calloway, 240 pounds
W
hen I was a young girl, I dreamed, like a lot of girls I knew, of being a
movie star. The big stars in my day were Meryl Streep, Goldie Hawn, and
Faye Dunaway, but it was not to those current screen icons that I turned for
fantastic idolatry. No, it was the screen stars of yesterday that kept my
fantasies running. Rita Hayworth. Marilyn Monroe. And, the ever so
beautiful Grace Kelly.
Of course, as time goes on, you realize that you're not going to be rich, or
a movie star, or any of those wild things you dreamed of as a kid. And that
was fine with me. I had new dreams. Dreams of being a loving mother and
wife to my new husband, Craig.
I was happy. But after a few years of marriage, my happiness turned
sour. Life had suddenly lost its former lustre. Try as I might to pin down the
cause of my depression, I could not. I finally broke down and went to a
psychiatrist. He prescribed me Prozac, and the depression that had begun to
cloud me slowly lifted.
But my healing took a toll on me physically. I began to gain weight at a
ridiculous rate. I'd had two children and had managed to stay relatively
thin, but this medicine was causing me to pack on the pounds like never
before. Within a year, I had ballooned up to 240 pounds. Now I was
miserable again, but for a very tangible reason. I began researching diets,
and damn near tried every one I could find.
The Rice Diet? Check. Atkins? Um, no way could I part with my beloved
pasta. Talk about depressing! South Beach? Seemed too much like Atkins.
Then I found Steve Simmons' website and decided to give The Movie Star
Diet a try. To my chagrin, just the name appealed to me. It reminded me of
those childhood idols. I figured why not.
My success on that diet is what has inspired me to write this letter. Where
all the other diets had failed (namely, in the difficulty category), this one
succeeded. I was lucky to stay on the other diets for a week before falling
off the wagon. After a week on The Movie Star Diet, I felt like I could do it
forever.
As I'm writing this, I'm eating a handful of chocolate chip cookies, warm
from the oven, without an ounce of guilt. What's hard about that?
I've been on the diet for one year. I've lost 118 pounds. I wouldn't mind
losing another ten, but then I'm done. And the thing is, I'm not sweating it.
If I ever start to gain again, I know exactly where to turn.
Thank you so much Steve. For the first time in so very long, I can truly be
happy.
movie star. The big stars in my day were Meryl Streep, Goldie Hawn, and
Faye Dunaway, but it was not to those current screen icons that I turned for
fantastic idolatry. No, it was the screen stars of yesterday that kept my
fantasies running. Rita Hayworth. Marilyn Monroe. And, the ever so
beautiful Grace Kelly.
Of course, as time goes on, you realize that you're not going to be rich, or
a movie star, or any of those wild things you dreamed of as a kid. And that
was fine with me. I had new dreams. Dreams of being a loving mother and
wife to my new husband, Craig.
I was happy. But after a few years of marriage, my happiness turned
sour. Life had suddenly lost its former lustre. Try as I might to pin down the
cause of my depression, I could not. I finally broke down and went to a
psychiatrist. He prescribed me Prozac, and the depression that had begun to
cloud me slowly lifted.
But my healing took a toll on me physically. I began to gain weight at a
ridiculous rate. I'd had two children and had managed to stay relatively
thin, but this medicine was causing me to pack on the pounds like never
before. Within a year, I had ballooned up to 240 pounds. Now I was
miserable again, but for a very tangible reason. I began researching diets,
and damn near tried every one I could find.
The Rice Diet? Check. Atkins? Um, no way could I part with my beloved
pasta. Talk about depressing! South Beach? Seemed too much like Atkins.
Then I found Steve Simmons' website and decided to give The Movie Star
Diet a try. To my chagrin, just the name appealed to me. It reminded me of
those childhood idols. I figured why not.
My success on that diet is what has inspired me to write this letter. Where
all the other diets had failed (namely, in the difficulty category), this one
succeeded. I was lucky to stay on the other diets for a week before falling
off the wagon. After a week on The Movie Star Diet, I felt like I could do it
forever.
As I'm writing this, I'm eating a handful of chocolate chip cookies, warm
from the oven, without an ounce of guilt. What's hard about that?
I've been on the diet for one year. I've lost 118 pounds. I wouldn't mind
losing another ten, but then I'm done. And the thing is, I'm not sweating it.
If I ever start to gain again, I know exactly where to turn.
Thank you so much Steve. For the first time in so very long, I can truly be
happy.
Jennifer did it. So can you.