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Metabolic MAX

If you've watched TV since Jan. 1, you've probably seen the barrage of diet program commercials enticing people to follow through with their new year's resolutions. The program I'm on, Jenny Craig, just launched a new program that is supposed to be the latest, greatest in weight-loss support -- Metabolic MAX.

I fell for the schpiel. I was going to just stick with the current program level, but my consultant, Amberly, started telling me about the new program, with its high-tech monitoring gadget and computer software that calculates calories in, calories out, putting the science back in weight loss.

I ended up buying the BodyMedia FIT Armband, which tracks my activity, body temperature, heat flux, motion and steps taken, and helps calculate how much I need to eat and how much I need to move daily to lose 2 pounds a week, all based on my personal metabolism. I track my food intake on the computer (or via an app for my smartphone), then sync the armband to my computer daily to get the latest results for myself on how I'm working toward achieving my goal.

According to the scientific calculations, I should hit my goal on Aug. 11, 2011.

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