Thinking of Klondike Bars

When I think of weight loss, I think of Klondike bars although I haven't had one in ages.

It's the catchy slogan: What would you do for a Klondike bar? that makes me think about weight loss. I sometimes think that I would do just about anything to lose more weight but, in the end, I don't mean it because, otherwise, I wouldn't still eat as much processed food as I do and I would also exercise more.

My cousin asked me if I had finished reading the primer YOU Losing Weight and I gave her a short breakdown. I was like, you know, the usual: exercise for, at least, 30 minutes a day; no fried foods; watch out for fake-out foods, no soda, drink plenty of water -- yadda yadda yadda.

Still, I like to be reminded and I like the way that Dr. Roizen and Dr. Oz's books are written.

Here are some of the reminders that grabbed my attention:

The front of the package isn’t even as revealing as the outside of a new car. It might look seductive, but you really have to check what’s under the hood to see what it’s all about. The ingredient list is where all the answers are. (16-17)

Is it still possible than I can get faked out by "100 percent wheat," "good source" and "supports heart health?"

Some fake-out words you should watch out for...(19)

Plus, the more pliable and loose you are, the less you’re affected when you fall or get into accidents. (37)

The doctors on the importance of finding time to exercise:

Now, we know you’re busy. We know you’re juggling more balls than a twelve-armed clown... (59)

Thanks, doctors, for reinforcing the importance of regular massage -- as if I needed more incentive, haha.

Evidence shows that increased amounts of oxytocin may decrease blood pressure and lower the effects of stress and control your appetite. If nothing else, it’s a darn good reason to schedule a weekly massage. (72)

Like this honor society concept.

Go food shopping: Your current kitchen is most likely a prison – it’s filled with a lot of bad dudes. We want to turn your kitchen into a nutritional honor society…(85)

My kitchen, by the way, is more like a halfway house...