Friday, July 11, 2014
At least I used to hear it a lot when visiting my parents near Lancaster, PA.
I thought about this during my run this morning. I had just posted a response to Indy-Girl’s featured blog warning about the “crabs” trying to pull us back down into the bucket.
My post was:
Perhaps the crabs "mean well" like those people who validate our excuses.
To be successful I have to focus on the responses within parentheses.
Don't worry about your weight, you're fit.
(Why drag around extra pounds?)
Forget BMI - it doesn't work for weight lifters and professional athletes
(but I'm not in that category)
Men don't like bony women
(Is skinny shaming acceptable now?)
Eat whatever you want, life is too short
(Shorter if I eat poorly)
Healthy food costs too much
(So does medical care)
While running I kept thinking about more comments from the crabs and my reaction.
Why are you running?
(Because I’ve been doing it for 30 years and I still can)
You’re going to ruin your knees.
(But you’re having the knee replacement and you never ran)
You don’t want to be a size 0 do you?
(Sure I do. Those measurements are a 25” waist and 35” hips, but back in the 60s when those WERE my measurements, it was called a size 10. Now a size 10 has a 30” waist and 40” hips)
Source: J C Crew https://www.jcrew.com/sizecharts/main.jsp?
You look good for your age.
(Thank you, I think)
They’re right about my age. When you qualify for Social Security, Medicare and your 50th HS reunion is one month away, there’s no denying that I’m old.
I regret that it took me so long to get smart and stop listening to the crabs.
However, there’s another helpful proverb – “better late than never.”
Wednesday, July 09, 2014
Recently there have been several articles about proper etiquette for walkers, runners and bikers when sharing the trail. I’ve added my opinion about confronting a solid wall of walkers either in front of me or coming toward me.
Lately though, my problem has been my country road. There are no shoulders. Sometimes just a strip of grass. Often just a ditch.
Biking there is way too dangerous, but I do like to walk or run the 1 mile uphill and back down to our house which is where the road ends at the lake.
There’s not much traffic, but drivers do tend to speed. I don’t know why. Probably, because they can.
I always wave at oncoming cars and since we’re in the south, they usually wave back. However friendly they may be, they don’t leave me much room as I cling to the leftmost part of the pavement.
When I decided to incorporate a bit of upper body work into my walk, I noticed something different.
I began carrying my 50 year old baton from HS, and twirling it as I walked. As a car approaches, I give it a wave with the baton. Amazing! Now they move over almost into the other lane. Drivers may not worry about hitting me, but they don’t want me to scratch their car.
I don’t run with the baton, but maybe I can substitute a lightweight stick – like I’m in a relay race – and see if it has the same effect.
Note: For longer distances I either drive to the gym for a treadmill or on to town where there are sidewalks. No, I don’t take my baton.
Monday, July 07, 2014
There’s only one letter difference in those 2 words, but a world of difference in my life.
I fear a particular kind of sale. The one my supermarket regularly runs on ice cream. I usually cope by avoiding that aisle completely, but the July 4th long weekend was approaching and company was coming. 2 cartons for $5.00 plus an extra $1 off coupon.
Oh, look at all those flavors! Moose Tracks, Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough, Butter Pecan. Better get some plain varieties too. Vanilla, Chocolate, Strawberry. Yeah, I bought them all.
Oh, Nestle chocolate syrup – no HFCS.
There’s Reddi-Whip on sale too. That will make a good sundae.
Fresh fruit is on sale too. Cherries, strawberries, cantaloupe. Why not some grapes to the cart. Nice variety.
That was July 3rd.
I didn’t wait for the 4th to start sampling my goodies – and I continued until last night.
Now the scale. At home I get on it every single morning for over 5 years now. I don’t fear it. Avoiding it is how I gained the weight in the first place.
Each day it ticked up a little bit. I’m used to daily fluctuations, but the trend is unmistakable – up, up, UP!
OK, that sale saved me money, but cost me 2.6 lbs.
Not enough to make a difference in how my clothes fit or in my fitness level, but not a direction I want to go.
I also ran/walked 19 miles over those 4 days with 2 ST sessions as well.
I’m living proof that you cannot outrun your fork or in my case, my SPOON.
Now it’s back to reality. No fear. I will avoid that ice cream aisle, but not the scale.
Thanks to Mandelovich for this quote 20 minutes ago which prompted my reflection.
“You can always correct your course, but the sooner you are aware that you are off your path, the better and more satisfying your journey will be.” ~ Esther and Jerry Hicks
Monday, June 30, 2014
As I try to eat as naturally as possible and live a healthy lifestyle, I keep discovering new things.
I remember Dolly the cloned sheep, but I didn’t know that the USA had approved the sale of meat and products from cloned animals.
"There are cattle in the thousands globally now", and their offspring and descendants are "going to multiply every year," Russell said.
"It would be next to impossible to go backwards."
I’m not a vegetarian, but along with gene splicing in a lab to create new varieties of plants and even genetically modified salmon, this is pushing the envelope of what I find acceptable.
Aldous Huxley published his book in 1932 and set the story in the year 2540.
As I remember, the gene manipulation in the lab was mandated and controlled by the government. Now it seems that the impetus for taking a natural process and bringing “change” as the company executive calls it, is driven by the profit motive.
I'm not against science or profit, but I would like to see some balance and a greater degree of caution.
Some governments (like the USA) are going along and some are resisting.
Somehow I doubt that this is being done to alleviate world hunger. There are a lot of ways to feed hungry people other than sending them a cloned cow.
What do you think?
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