…are good. We’re in the Atkins induction phase. We’re both the sort that can gain weight on green beans: any sort of carb loves us.  And we wear tutus to skate. Spandex provides a certain impetus to be good.

So we’re in the protein-only phase of Atkins. We can have hard cheese, unsauced meat, eggs, and that’s about it. I have about 6 ounces of milk every few days, which is the only carb (I know: cheese is milk, but it loses carb somewhere in the cheesification.)

We have one other advantage: having been to an endocrinologist to get sorted out, and being on thyroid meds, which we turned out to need according to the New Rules—endocrinology has revised its criteria for meds, which isn’t as widely publicized as it ought to be, even within the medical community. So we now each have a normal level of thyroid activity. That helps bigtime.

What are we eating? Quite a lot. We have 2 softboiled eggs apiece for breakfast. 2 sandwich-slices of sharp cheddar for lunch. Possibly a sugar-free latte (my big cheat). And we stay away from low-fat cottage cheese (which is high carb) and other low-fat dairy: they seem to add something to make up for the fat, which does us no good at all. We could have butter if we had something to put it on. And we do not have diet drinks or carbonated drinks of any stamp but one: aspartame triggers the insulin response and rebound, and that’s a no-no, the same as sugar. I get my coffee, Jane gets her Sobe Lean (uses Splenda, which is allowed). We both get a glass of wine in the evening. And supper is a half a roast chicken, or 1 and 3/4 pounds of roast beef or pork. We do the cooking: a lot of delis tend to add stuff involving carbohydrate. Chicken is rubbed down with olive oil (which makes spice stick to it) and (pick one) hot curry powder, black bean sauce and cumin, chicken spice, or chilis; beef with salt, black pepper, thyme; and pork with rosemary, thyme, black pepper, salt. We roast everything, losing the fat, open roaster on the chicken, closed on beef and pork.

The result? After struggling to limit portions for a year, with zip result, I have dropped 4 pounds in a week; Jane has dropped 3 plus, and we are doing great. This diet admittedly isn’t for everyone, but we thrive on it, and we can exist on it for weeks before we have to add a few carbs. We do get cholesterol tested on schedule. What surprised us is that our cholesterol (OUR cholesterol: we do not say what happens for other people) actually is measurably better when we’re on this high-fat diet.

Sure, I think fondly of pasta, but I think even more fondly of being able to get into my jeans.  Thanksgiving is going to be a spiral-sliced ham, no sugar cure, no glaze. Christmas—well, maybe we’ll blow our diet for Christmas week to New Years, then get right back into the strict phase. Changing things around after a month or so does not seem to be a bad thing.

The usual disclaimers: go to a doc, be sure you’re ok with it, get your cholesterol tested if you think of trying any diet. But we prefer to go into the holidays determined to hold the line, or better.