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One of the funniest and most relatable books in my Kindle collection is entitled “…Then Just Stay Fat,” by Shannon Sorrels. She starts off with quotes from people explaining why the scale does not move in a favorable direction for them. Two choice explanations were “Dunkin’ Donuts had a sale” and “the soft serve yogurt with Oreo toppings was for calcium.” Hence, as the author explained, “a book was born.”

People are so funny, especially when it comes to nutrition viewpoints. Confusion around nutrition is completely understandable with the continuous stream of cryptic results from research studies presented by self-proclaimed experts. Some of these studies are sponsored by those who stand to gain from the results slanted a certain way. Some results are reported by others as though the facts are indisputable when in reality, the report’s conclusion essentially states the results are intriguing, but more studies are needed. New studies may directly contradict the supposedly firm results declared earlier as gospel. Sorrels scolds the medical media as she calls them: “Maybe you truly believe you are providing a service to the world by trumpeting these cases, but I suspect you are merely desperate for content to feed the 24-hour news cycle.”

I equate this quandary to the institution of religion. Most people I know, myself included, regardless of the religion they proclaim, pretty much make up their own boundaries. This is done to the point where people within the same denomination judge each other based on traditions strictly observed versus adapted for integration with their chosen lifestyle. The same can be said of nutrition beliefs and behaviors.

People who experience a life-altering event such as a health issue, which prompts them to research and identify a solution, tend to share their enlightenment with others as though it were the solution for all; the key to unlock the secret garden; the path to eternal happiness. Some may not have the discipline to carry it through to its fullest extent, so they meet it halfway. I am one of those people. But I have learned that there is no one size that fits all. Until I learned that, maybe I sounded like the hair stylist I overheard the other day while I was sitting with foils on my head.

“Bananas are are the worst. Did you know they are loaded with sugar? My husband and I have changed our way of eating. I’m an ingredient reader now. I check ingredients to keep my sugar intake low…except for ice cream. I won’t give up my ice cream. I have to have a cup every night. I won’t even read the ingredients because I don’t want to know what’s in it. But at least I don’t eat bananas.”

…And a post was born.