The Amazing Adventures of Dietgirl

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At just twenty-three years old, Shauna Reid weighed 351 pounds. Spurred into action by the sight of her enormous white knickers billowing on the clothesline, she created the hugely successful blog "The Amazing Adventures of Dietgirl." Hiding behind her Lycra-clad, roly-poly alter-ego, her transformation from couch potato to svelte goddess began.

Today, eight thousand miles, seven years, and 175 pounds later, the gloriously gorgeous Shauna is literally half the woman she used to ...

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Overview

At just twenty-three years old, Shauna Reid weighed 351 pounds. Spurred into action by the sight of her enormous white knickers billowing on the clothesline, she created the hugely successful blog "The Amazing Adventures of Dietgirl." Hiding behind her Lycra-clad, roly-poly alter-ego, her transformation from couch potato to svelte goddess began.

Today, eight thousand miles, seven years, and 175 pounds later, the gloriously gorgeous Shauna is literally half the woman she used to be. Hysterically funny and heart-wrenchingly honest, The Amazing Adventures of Dietgirl includes travel tales from Australia to Paris to Red Square, plus romance when she meets the man of her dreams in a Scottish pub. This is the uplifting true story of a young woman who defeated her demons and conquered her cravings to become a real-life superhero to inspire us all.

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Editorial Reviews

People
“A buoyant, funny, and immensely likable romp--for readers of all sizes.” (4 stars)
Minneapolis Star Tribune
“Bookstores are fat with diet tales, but Reid’s stands out. She’s an entertaining, endearing writer - funny, humble, honest, wise, and best of all, compassionate.”
People
“A buoyant, funny, and immensely likable romp—for readers of all sizes.” (4 stars)
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780552155786
  • Publisher: Transworld Publishers Limited
  • Publication date: 1/29/2008
  • Pages: 400
  • Product dimensions: 5.00 (w) x 7.75 (h) x 1.00 (d)

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The Amazing Adventures of Dietgirl

Chapter One

Day Zero

January 15

Half the population of Canberra was in the queue at Weight Watchers, spilling out through the door and down the footpath. We were a motley crew of plump-cheeked grannies, haggard mothers, and besuited public servants, united in our determination and/or desperation to make 2001 the Year of Fighting the Flab.

I noted that I was the largest in the line. That's the first rule of Fat Club—when entering a room, you have to see if there's someone bigger than yourself, because that could make you feel slightly better. But no such luck for me tonight, just as it always seems to be these days.

I craned my neck to get a look at the scale. It was one of those old-fashioned mechanical ones, metallic and clunky. It appeared to have a 308-pound maximum capacity. I tallied up all those bowls of Christmas pudding and leftover roast potatoes and had a sickly feeling I was heavier.

Too fat for the scale. I hadn't considered that possibility when I'd boldly declared I was finally going to Do Something About My Weight. I was going to be one of those sad cases you see on the news, so gigantic that they have to be taken down to a heavy vehicle weighing station to line up with cattle trucks and school buses.

I turned around and headed toward the door. But my sister Rhiannon, who had volunteered to tag along, grabbed my arm and thwarted my escape.

"Let's wait until after the meeting and get weighed when everyone else has gone."

We sat in the back row as the meeting leader began her talk. Her name was Donna and she seemed lovely. Shehad to be lovely. I desperately wanted her to have all the answers.

They were still weighing the New Year's Resolutionists long after the meeting finished, giving me plenty of time to panic. Finally the room was completely empty, save for Donna and her two assistants manning the scale. Even as Rhiannon stepped on, I still contemplated running away. Or waddling away, if you must be technical. But I knew if I ran I'd just wake up tomorrow feeling even worse than I do today.

Rhiannon was informed she had a measly fourteen pounds to lose. She squeezed my hand and smiled. "Your turn."

"Hop on, darling!" said the weigh lady.

"I can't." I could feel tears gathering. "I think I'm too big."

"Too big?" She looked confused. "For the scale, you mean? It has quite a generous capacity!"

"I know." I stared at my feet. "But I think I'm bigger than that."

She called Donna over and they whispered discreetly. They rummaged around in a cupboard and found an extra weight to hang on the scale, increasing its capacity to 270 pounds. It took them ten minutes to find it, because they'd never needed it before. It was buried under a musty pile of discontinued cookbooks.

My face burned with shame as I climbed on. The scale rattled and groaned as Donna fiddled with the weights and tried to make it balance.

"You look like you're about to crack up!" She patted my arm. "Don't worry. We're here to help you!"

The scale finally settled as I fought back sobs.

"I'm not going to tell you what the scale read," said Donna as I stepped back down. "I'll write it on your card but let's not worry about numbers or targets or anything like that for now. You made the first big step coming tonight. Let's just take it slowly from here."

They were all looking at me with encouraging, sympathetic smiles. Why were they being so kind? I didn't deserve kindness. Anyone who needed the Special Scale didn't deserve kindness. I was so huge she didn't even want to tell me how much I weighed! I fled into a corner and hid among the pedometers and point free sweeties.

Donna came over and hugged me. The warmth of her gesture unraveled me, and I finally felt the enormity of what I had done to my body.

"You're going to be OK," she said as I bawled uncontrollably. "You're not alone."

I couldn't speak, except to mumble "Sorry" over and over.

I cried in the car the whole way home.

"Donna is right," Rhiannon said kindly. "Tonight was the toughest step. It can only get better from here, I promise."

But I'd seen the number written on that card: 351 pounds.

Three hundred fifty-one pounds! And I'm five feet eight inches tall, so I need to lose half my body weight just to be considered remotely healthy.

How could one woman weigh so much? Three hundred fifty-one pounds is not just the equivalent of two people stapled together . . . it's practically the equivalent of two fat people stapled together!

Now it's almost midnight. The tears have dried and I'm cradling a cup of diet hot chocolate as I write this; the first entry in my brand new, top secret weblog. I am carrying so much shame and disgust that I've got to let it all out somehow.

I am going to call it "The Amazing Adventures of Dietgirl." I like the idea of being an obese superhero, trussed up in Lycra and hiding behind a mask. There's a distinct shortage of fat superheroes out there, far slower than speeding bullets and unable to leap tall buildings in a single bound.

I also know it will take some sort of miraculous superhero effort if I'm going to banish over 180 pounds. If there's one thing I have taken from today, it's that you have to be your own superhero. I don't want to feel as bad as I did tonight ever again. The only one who can rescue me from this big fat mess is me.

The Amazing Adventures of Dietgirl. Copyright © by Shauna Reid. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.
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