Thursday, January 24, 2013
All I've ever heard about the fat on our bodies is that the last fat to go on is the first fat to come off. I guess the 40 pounds I lost from July -Dec. 16 was baby fat. Because I know that 35 pounds went on between 2007-2012 after I stopped following Medifast through cancer treatments and surgeries.
So what do I call the last 9 pounds I've lost since December 16? Retro fat? Classic fat? Cambridge fat? Cigarette fat? Because the weight gain that I'm working to melt now went on between 1980-2006 after major weight loss with Cambridge, and then quitting smoking with the help of Nicorette gum. So I have a bunch of classic old fat hanging around. So far, the Classic Fat has been easier to melt away than the baby fat. Maybe its resistance is lower because it never thought I'd be strong enough to battle my bad habits.
I'm hoping it doesn't figure it out before I finish the next six pounds because THEN I have to battle the antique fat. The fat that went on after I threw the doctor's diet pills and his 600 calorie a day diet in the trash in 1968. The more I think about it, the more I realize that's when my relationship with crazy, very low calorie diets began, and I had the endorsement from my doctor for the prescription for diet pills that made my skin feel like spiders were crawling on my back. That low calorie diet (eggs, tomatoes, zwieback crackers, tea for 3 meals a day) instilled that thought that low calorie diets were safe. My body told me the pills weren't. But I never connected the subsequent weight gain to be because of the low calorie diet. I just thought it was something wrong with my will power, or my metabolism.
I have no imagination for what it will be like to get back to college weight or beyond. I'm looking forward to enjoying maintenance, whenever that happens.
I wish the knowledge, wisdom, and support at Spark People had been available in the sixties!
Of course we didn't even have computers then.
How DID we ever survive?
Edit: My last name is Atkins, and I'm not a relative of the Dr. responsible for the diet; and yes, I tried that one, too, with the same result. At least it wasn't low calorie or based on drugs. ; )
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
Today's Livestyle Blog by Sheiili Mosteller
reminded me of the impromptu block parties that used to happen around my house in the late fifties. My dad's homemade stilts, a pogo stick, hula hoops, jump ropes, street skates, and bikes were favorites with kids and adults of all ages. There never was an invitation. Just a few kids playing outside and soon the place would be jumpin, literally!!
The "toys" that Shelli describes just might get everyone out from their video and computer screens and outside having FUN together!! And if no one shows up, just put on a pair of those Schwings and knock on a few doors. I bet you'll soon have a crowd Hooping and . . .
Monday, January 21, 2013
My vacation/retirement home here in NC is in much better shape since I bought it in 2008. I've added a screened, roofed porch to the deck. And when water damage destroyed the subfloor in both bathrooms and laundry room, restoration involved putting in 2 new bathrooms. I took advantage of the house being torn up to replace the 13 year old low grade blue shag carpet.
Even so, it took me 5 hours to warm up yesterday after going to the pool. I took a LONG hot shower, put on layers with a wool sweater on the outside, and ate a warm comforting supper. I didn't get warm until I wet to bed under piles of blankets. I wondered if I was finally giving in to the flu.
No, this morning I feel great and I'm torn between staying here to watch the inauguration and going to the gym. But sitting here in the recliner with frigid air blowing out of the central heat vents makes me wonder if I left a window open somewhere, or if I should retreat back to Florida.
I did that in 1971 when I was renting half of a barn of a house. I closed off the living room and slept on the couch near the huge old heater that blew no air. Showering was next to impossible. In the spring when I ventured through the dining room to the kitchen to make a pot of coffee, I noticed a window wide open. I swear I didn't do it. I think a thief opened it and left after finding nothing worth stealing.
So this morning, I started a fire in the fireplace. I love that fireplace. I haven't gotten to use it much because I'm usually here in the spring and summer. We were snowbound one year at Christmas and had the fireplace roaring every morning and evening. But this trip, I noticed the button. You know, a little silver push button? Anyway, I'm glad I found it because it is now actually BLOWING wam air into all cold corners of this house.
I'll have to start a fire when I get home this evening and remember the blower switch. Maybe I'll warm up faster. And next summer, I'll find someone to make sure the insulation and ductwork are intact under the house.
It all makes me think of my journey toward health and weight loss. From Jan. 1 - 4 I lost six pounds. I wondered if I had found that blower button that just blows away the pounds. But since then, the scale had been standing at attention, no gain or loss since January 4. I started looking around for the open window, something I was doing or had forgotten and wasn't doing. And then, this morning, the scale reported another pound has melted away to that large hole in the ground.
I'm taking this lesson with me as I continue on my quest for that last piece to the puzzle that will help me unearth the slim healthy me. I might still need to retreat to the warmth in Florida before the planned time of exodus, but I will NOT give up and say, "Why bother" if the SP journey seems to be halted or derailed for a while. I'll just need to make sure I didn't leave the window open!
Thursday, January 17, 2013
I used to go to a fast food restaurant when I had no idea what to fix for dinner. I couldn't get to one today, even if I wanted to. Besides, they are all closed due to the water main and the sewer line breaking.
So, I'm left to my own devices. I'm thankful I'm not like this often. I love to cook, put things together, layering in flavors.
And I have lots of choices I can fix and layer. But I'm coming up empty.
So. Today is the day to plan next week's menus. Double trouble.
Maybe I'll go walk in the rain and get inspired.
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