Some lines on reading a Weight Watchers study.

So, the other night, I started reading this 2008 study, which looked at how well Weight Watchers Lifetime Members do at maintaining their weight loss for up to five years.

The first part of the paper, as usual, describes the set-up of the study, and the demographic details of the people who participated. This is a part of studies I always like a lot, because, if it’s an intervention study with both a treatment and control group, I like to see the wondrous effects of good randomization on the average profile of both groups. Because I am a nerd.

In this case, it’s not a treatment group vs. control group comparison, but a profile of your average Weight Watchers Lifetime Member, based on a nationwide sample. And here’s what we get:

(The red markings are mine.)

So, based on this sample, the average Weight Watchers Lifetime Member is a married female, 45 years or older, who started WW weighing 165 lbs. with a BMI of 27.6 (in the overweight range.) She has an income of at least $50,000 a year.

You probably already know that people with BMIs in the overweight range have the lowest relative risk of death:

Overweight was associated with a slight reduction in mortality … relative to the normal weight category.

…and that women tend to live longer than men:

Today, males have greater mortality than females throughout the world. The very few exceptions are in southern Asia where it has been demonstrated that females receive less food and health care than males. With relatively equal treatment, males universally experience greater mortality than females.

…and that people with more money tend to have better health:

The relationship between socioeconomic status and health outcomes is one of the most persistent themes in the epidemiological literature. The strong and growing evidence that higher social and economic status … are associated with better health has led most researchers to conclude that these factors are fundamental determinants of health.

…and that the average income of Weight Watchers Lifetime Members ($50,000 and up) is roughly at or above the median household income for the United States in 2008:

Median income (dollars) 52,175

…and that a higher BMI actually has a protective effect on mortality as people get older.

Which forces me to conclude that the people who become “successful” Lifetime Members of Weight Watchers? Not only are they not very fat to begin with, but also have few of the risk factors that contribute, systemically, to poor health and premature death.

So, for the purposes of this study, at least, we can dispense with the notion that people join Weight Watchers not to diet (since the word “diet” is now outré in diet advertising) — heavens no, but for the good of their health, darling.

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Food isn’t poison.

One thing I dislike about nutrition is how often we discuss eating as though it’s something incredibly dangerous that people must do just right or risk INSTANT DEATH.

When society has become so risk-averse that we can’t even enjoy food, you know something is terribly out of whack.

Barring allergies, intolerances*, non-functioning organs, and foodborne illnesses, food isn’t going to hurt you.

Because food? Isn’t poison.

Even in those exceptional cases, it’s the microorganisms in the food, the immune response of the body, or the lack of some vital function that is to blame. Not the food itself.

The worst food-related thing that can happen to most people is not having enough of it. Or not being able to digest select types of it. Or somehow losing (through various bodily fluids I won’t itemize for you) what nutrients they do manage to take in.

That’s when people get very, very sick, because not only can not getting enough of a particular nutrient cause a deficiency, it can also cause you to get too much of another nutrient, since that’s the only one you’ve got handy.

Not having enough variety can make you sick. Not having clean, safe food can you make you sick.

In fact, plenty of non-foodborne diseases kill you by taking nutrients away from you. Cancer is one. Diabetes is another. Then there’s cholera and typhoid fever and all kinds of lovely things.

But food itself? Not inherently sick-making.

What else isn’t food? It isn’t medicine.

Eating certain types of it, or taking certain isolated nutrients, probably isn’t going to cure anything except an underlying deficiency.

But when does food masquerade as medicine? When you selectively take some of it away.

Taking food away is inherently risky, because your safest bet, mathematically, is to always get enough food with as much variety as possible. Selectively reducing that variety can cause nutrient deficiencies and excesses.

Whether you do it because you don’t have enough money, or because you’re just a picky eater who only eats the same six foods over and over again, or because of ethical or religious reasons, or because your doctor told you to, or because you’re trying to lose weight — selectively reducing variety carries an inherent risk.**

Fucking around with restricting your food intake, despite being treated by many people as a casual pastime, is not a totally benign endeavour.

It’s treating food like medicine, and medicine generally comes with side-effects.

Despite what the media and some healthcare professionals and the culture at large seems to think, humans actually have a finite capacity for consuming food.

Which is why it’s pretty rare that harm ever comes directly from eating too much food — harm usually comes from eating a particular food in such quantities that, by physical necessity, it displaces other foods that you need.

Not because that food is poison, or because you broke the universal law of How Much Should Be Eaten. But because you missed out on something else.

One of the riskiest things a dietitian can ever do to a patient is to take food away. It starts at a minimally risky, generally tolerable level with a mild therapeutic diet, and goes all the way up into the red at intravenous nutrition.

You only use intravenous nutrition when shit is seriously fucked up, and the patient can’t eat and absorb nutrients from the gut anyway. Why? Because it’s dangerous.

And why is it dangerous?

Because the patient is getting no food, which comes neatly packaged with enough inherent variety to naturally balance things out. Which means a dietitian had better do her math correctly, and better run labs on that patient constantly, to make sure nothing goes terribly wrong.

Can you get too much of a particular vitamin or mineral? Yes. But that’s not the same thing as eating too much food. If you have access to a decent variety of foods in adequate quantities, and your internal organs are more-or-less functional, it’s pretty fucking hard to eat enough actual food to give you a nutrient overload.

That’s why food, in most circumstances, is safer than taking supplements. Because there are built-in safeguards (distribution of nutrients in the food; nutrient density of the food; capacity of your own stomach) to keep you from fucking it up too badly.

If your body wasn’t adequate at regulating your food intake, and if foodstuffs hadn’t evolved that were good for humans to eat, we wouldn’t be sitting here in front of our computers in the year 2010.

We wouldn’t be alive to be as neurotic about food as we are. If food were poison, humans wouldn’t exist.

And I, for one, wouldn’t want to.

So, if food isn’t poison, and if it isn’t medicine, what is it? It’s food. It’s sunlight and air and soil and water and love, in edible form. It’s every creature that’s gone before you, and the thing you’ll be to those who come after.

It tells us we belong here — that we deserve to live, that we’re still here when we die.***

In short, it’s good. Food is everything that’s good.

*Which are very real, and very important, and you shouldn’t go around questioning people’s health conditions because it’s fucking rude.

**Which is not to say you can’t or shouldn’t ever do it, but that you take the risk into account and compensate for it somehow.

***How’s that for using the first law of thermodynamics?

As usual, the garden party will be held in comments. BYOB.

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From the Shit I Could Have Told You files – Bullying is bad for you.

A study just published in the Australian and New Zealand Journal of Psychiatry found that adults who were bullied as children were more likely than others to suffer from depression and anxiety, as well as a host of physical ills, including fatigue, pain and a greater susceptibility to colds.

…scientists suspect that the daily stress of being bullied can translate into long-term damage to your body.

Parents also need to remember to help repair the damage that bullying does to a child’s self-esteem, says Pollack. “You need to tell the child that this isn’t happening because there’s something wrong with him.”

In short, if your kid is getting bullied for being fat, putting him on a diet probably isn’t the best way to handle it.

I don’t know about you all, but I’ve often picked up on this kind of cultural attitude that says, “Well, I was bullied at school, and it sucked, but that’s just the way it is and you have to learn to deal with it.” And that bothers me.

Why? Well, not discounting the fact that sometimes people can turn horrid experiences into valuable lessons for themselves later in life, I don’t think bullying accomplishes anything. I don’t think anyone needs to be bullied in order to grow into a productive adult.

And it’s hell to go through.

So, to me, the idea that because kids have always been bullied, they should therefore continue to be bullied and just put up with it, is bullshittery of the highest order.

Just…no.

Kids benefit from being with other kids, yes. And, yes, using the public school system is a necessity for most families.

But putting kids together in great enough numbers that they can’t be properly supervised? That’s asking for all sorts of Lord of the Flies shit to go down in the margins.

And not because kids are naturally evil, but because kids aren’t born civil and socialized. Just like puppies aren’t born knowing not to eat your couch, or not to pee in your shoes. It takes years and years of learning.

If you want kids to grow up to be well-socialized, to be good citizens and adults, then they need to have enough contact with well-socialized good citizens and adults. Meaning, I believe there needs to be a higher ratio of adults to children than there currently is in places where kids are cared for, whether it’s school or daycare or maybe even home.

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Hilarious shit my husband says.

So…my husband. He’s Canadian, right?

We both are, now, but I was BORN (and raised) IN THE USA!!! just like Bruce Springsteen.

And I love America, to be frank. I love it in a way I never loved it when I still lived there. I love it in its brashness, its tackiness, its cultural ridiculousness. I love it “in all the excellence of its excess.”

I love American news, American talk radio, American commercials, American flag stickers on cars, the Star-Spangled Banner, bald eagles. I love shit-slinging political chimpanzees. Just…everything. I think it’s amusing, yes, but at the same time, I love it in a completely unironic way.

Canadians…don’t. In fact, lots of Canadians are downright snotty about their disdain for Americans, mainly because they seem to think Americans are boorish, unfunny, and intellectually lazy.

Totally shocking, I know.

But I love this, because it gives me the opportunity to make people really uncomfortable simply by saying, “I’m American, you know.”

And they get all flustered and say things like “YOU’RE an American?” and “NO WAY” and “Well, I didn’t mean you.” And I heartily enjoy myself because, truly, I am an asshole through and through.

So, today, when an American said something about how THE WORLD MOCKS AMERICA BECAUSE WE’RE ALL SO FAT, my husband’s response was:

We don’t mock Americans for being fat. We mock them for electing Bush, for starting wars without UN consent, for being distastefully patriotic. Duh :-)

And it was just so…Canadian…of him. I love that.

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The Regent.

This post represents one in which I talk to myself. Feel free to read or to skip. Comments on these posts are closed.

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My struggle with chemistry continues. It’s actually really fucking embarrassing, but I want to be up-front about it, mostly with myself.
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Slim Chance Awards and the joys of skepticism.

So, while I’m still on hiatus (I know, it’s the most internet-ey internet hiatus in modern history), I’ve found myself thinking a lot about what I’ve come to call “diet apocrypha.” Apocrypha includes scammy fad diets, folk remedies, superstitious beliefs about food/eating, old wives’ tales, and that mysterious “American Heart Association Diet” that was faxed to your office from god-knows-where.

In that vein, every year Frances M. Berg (a licensed nutritionist and author from North Dakota who founded the Healthy Weight Journal and wrote books like Women Afraid to Eat, which was one of the first HAES books I ever read and has an incredible list of peer-reviewed references for each chapter) publishes the Slim Chance Awards, which are sort of like the Razzies for terrible diet products.

Cited for “Worst Gimmick” in the Slim Chance Awards is one of my favourite (and by “favourite,” I mean “so ridiculous that I can’t help but laugh”) desperate late-night informercial products:

Worst Gimmick: Kinoki Foot Pads. FTC is suing the marketers of Kinoki Foot Pads with deceptive advertising for their claims that applying the pads to the soles of feet at night will remove heavy metals, metabolic wastes, toxins, parasites, chemicals and cellulite from people’s bodies. The ads also claim that the foot pads can treat depression, fatigue, diabetes, arthritis, high blood pressure and a weakened immune system. All this is based on the quack theory of reflexology, which holds that specific areas of the feet affect specifid organs and glands. Since the foot pads darken, this is claimed as evidence that toxins are being drawn out of the body, but investigators show the darkening is caused by moisture and has nothing to do with “toxins.”

I may as well out myself here as a skeptic. My education is science-based. I believe in the scientific method. And while I’d never discount the joys of the placebo effect, or of fun things that you do purely for entertainment or to gain some kind of spiritual/psychological/symbolic satisfaction, I do have a problem with placebos being marketed as actual cures. Or making claims that are patently false and easily disproved.

Two of my favourite skepty (yeah I just made that word up) blogs are Bad Science and Skepchick.

Tangentially, some people have wondered why, if this is the case, I choose to call myself a “nutritionist,” since that term has such scammy undertones, especially in the U.K. (Just to toot my own horn a little — I actually wrote a pretty scathing piece on Gillian McKeith back in March 2006, before I discovered Ben Goldacre and fell in love. I’ll dig it out of the archives one of these days.)

The short answer for now is: I’m reclaiming the word for people who, you know, actually understand science but who may not be Registered Dietitians (and, yes, there are respectable nutrition practitioners out there who aren’t RDs.) The long answer will come in its own post, later, along with more on Diet Apocrypha.

For now, just enjoy the humourous side of skepticism.

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On hiatus. For serious this time.


ETA: So, I lasted about a week and then broke my hiatus. No, I don’t want to talk about it. Still not really taking email questions until I’m caught up, though.

The Fat Nutritionist is taking a hiatus until February 5, because I seriously need to study some chemistry! And I keep getting distracted by interesting discussions and comments and whatnot.

So, keep talking amongst yourselves if you like. If your comment gets stuck in moderation, sorry — you’ll just have to wait till I get back for it to be approved.

See you in a couple weeks. And keep me in your prayers re: chemistry.

ETA: I’m also not taking questions at this time. But I wrote you a whole primer on how to find a dietitian in case you are in dire need!

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