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Good morning and welcome to Summit Up, the world’s only daily column that doesn’t seem to be on the Atkins diet.

We just spent the last week on vacation, our first foray outside Summit Up Land in nearly a year – so forgive us if everyone else is already hip to this fact – but the world has gone screwball crazy for the Atkins diet. While we were completely oblivious to America’s latest nutritional craze here in our home above the clouds, the good folks down below are going absolutely bonkers for the no-carb, high-protein dietary regimen.

Apparently, (again, humor us; we live in the land of the skinny-who-eat-what-they-please) there are books, videos and other merchandise to go with the newest food pyramid-philosophy, and everybody from fast food restaurants to grocery stores have completely jumped on the bandwagon.

We’re basing this all, mind you, on one corner of the state of Arizona (highly scientific). But since any place in the United States is pretty much the same as any other place in the United States these days – they all have the same Super Wal-Marts, burger joints and strip malls – we’re guessing (and those we discussed this with, to see if we were only imagining what we observed supported this conclusion) the whole world has avidly gone Atkins.

This revelation started with our parents. We went down to the heart of snowbird country to visit with our parents and discovered Ma and Pa Summit Up are about a celery stalk short of supermodel waifdom. Together, they’ve lost about 70 pounds, all thanks to Mr. Atkins.

In expressing our surprise, they also informed us that half the retirement community they spend the winter in is also on the diet.

Then it was off to the supermarket, where we marvelled at the entire shelves and rows devoted to Atkins-approved diet products, from low-carb tortillas to no-sugar ice cream.

It goes on: In addition to the value meal menu, on top of the breakfast menu and offerings of salads, wraps and kids’ meals, Burger King also features an Atkins menu.

We haven’t had a chance yet to go survey Summit Up Land and see how much of this has invaded here, but we will.

We just thought we’d warn you, that way you won’t have to look so confused the next time someone tells you they packed their sandwich for lunch and then proceed to pull out their turkey cold cuts, cheese slices and wrap it all up in a leaf of lettuce.


If you’re like us, those who live elsewhere in more sedentary fashion, those who actually go to work five days a week and, when they do go out to play, consider it a hard day if they’ve walked down a paved trail, all the while pooh-poohing anyone they see jumping off a cliff or fighting bulls on a goof, typically note that this sort of lifestyle isn’t one that lends itself to longevity.

Gary sent us a quote forwarded to him by a friend, John in Taos, that will reaffirm your wild ways: “Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body. But rather, to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, ‘WOW, What a Ride!'”

We like that philosophy. Hope it works for you.


We goofed again on the Where In Summit Up Land Is This? Contest! We thought we left pretty clear instructions for the staffers when we left on vacation, but obviously, we didn’t. So, no contest picture appeared on March 21. Sorry for that.

We were able to get our act together for this past Sunday, and thankfully, plenty of people are still playing along. In fact, Jo McDonald, Rhonda and John, Rob Johns, John Polhemus and Bob Chestnut all correctly guessed the location of this particular photo.

This Sunday will be the very last one (we promise). We’ll announce the top three players after that and hand out some cool swag for their efforts.


It’s Wednesday, or according to our deal-a-meal diet calendar, hot dogs wrapped in bacon day. Tell us all about your diet craze at, fax at (970) 668-0755 or just record the sounds of your neglected stomach gurgling on the voicemail at (970) 668-3998, ext. 237.

We’re out getting our stomach stapled …

photo: su-ariel bday 3/31

cutline: Happy 6th birthday, Ariel! Love you always, your brother, Lucas.

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