I used to be a big Zinzenko fan. He's the Men's Health guy (I stopped buying the magazine a long, long time ago because it was becoming more like a metrosexual GQ magazine than a health magazine).
Even the "followers" of Zinzenko thinks he's going a bit bonkers with his attitude. Instead of eating a 3-thousand calorie shake, you can eat a 2,999 calorie shake from this restaurant instead...both of them are bad, sure, but the shake that's 1 calorie less is actually more healthy for you.
Readers were like this: WHAT!?
After learning to cross every T and dot every i in Zinzenko's own Ab's Diet, he's now telling us that we even have a choice between those two shakes?
Show me the page in the Abs Diet where it says we can have thick and rich (non-protein) shakes at all.
On Good Morning America, Meredith (while doing a story on the Eat This/Not That book) called Zinkzenco "skinny". And it's funny...even though he's written a book about a diet promising to bring out your abs...he's never really shown his abs.
Readers of Men's Health were beginning to say that they wanted to commit themselves to a diet, yes...but they didn't want to look like Zinzenko.
Anyways...just because Zinkzenco is against the foods, hey! I still think the rest of us deserve them as a part of our rewards, don't we? Yeah!
At least some of us don't eat this way constantly (I says as I push french fries into my mouth).
Restaurants are allowed to have whatever they want on their menus...but it doesn't mean that we have to order them. I've gone into restaurants, don't like the menus, and walked out before. Zinzenco can do the same thing if he doesn't like it; the restaurants aren't obligated to answer to him, especially since he doesn't eat the stuff.
It's my job to know that a steaming heap of french fries covered in cheese sauce and chili is, of course, going to contain a lot of calories. And while I'm on this earth in this body God gave me, it's my duty to take good care of it and *ulp!* order the cucumber salad instead.
Unless I'm celebrating - and then, baby, pile my plate high!
Whoo-hoo!