Saturday, September 15, 2012
We have all read stories of women who continue to live with abusive husbands. They come back from another visit from the emergency room, he says he'll change, they believe it.....until the next inevitable time. And those of us watching all wonder "Why doesn't she just leave?" And she will tell us that she LOOOOVVVVES him and just knows he loves her and won't hurt her again. It's never intentional. And it always happens again. And she stays for more. And we observers are astounded that she doesn't see what we see.
Yet some people treat their food the same way. The food beats us up, leaves us sick and unhealthy, yet we stay because we just LOOVVE it so much! We swear it will be different the next time, and it never is. We can't swear out a warrant on pizza. There are no government services to protect us from Big Macs. We have to find the courage (and it takes courage in any of these situations) to just leave, find a safe place, surround ourselves with safe foods, and safe people (like Spark) that can protect us from something that is hurting us every day.
I am able to stay at goal because I still see certain foods as evil, as dangerous, and I avoid them because they are a threat to my health, my goal, and everything I want to be. I know there are people who say that if you forbid yourself something you will crave it more. That isn't any safer with certain foods than it is with an abusive spouse. Love isn't enough to make it safe. I had to make a clean break with Reeses, then find the life that came next. And a wonderful life it is!
Cheetos won't break my jaw, but is obesity any better? Or safer? It isn't as immediate, but the danger is surely there. And I avoid it for my own safety.
Sunday, August 19, 2012
There has been a lot of wonderful discussion on the At Goal and Maintaining + Transitioning to Maintenance Board, as we try to figure out what maintaining really is. The keeping weight off part is pretty obvious, but the attitudes are very different and not discussed often enough.
I remember years ago when I decided to have a facelift. I went to interview several surgeons. One of them asked me why I wanted it done. He said that if my answer had been to get others to like me more, or to get my husband to love me more, he wouldn't have done it. Anything you do for the sole purpose of eliciting a certain response from another person will never work out the way you think. I know people who buy expensive cars so that people will look up to them (they won't) or put in a dream kitchen to impress the neighbors (it won't) are doomed to serial disappointment.
Most of us started the weight loss process to just lose the stupid weight. Which is fine. But along the way we got a lot of appreciation for something obvious to others, even if their assumptions of how we did it were wrong. We all love positive attention. But if we lost the weight thinking that we would finally live a life with no problems (and that's what any long term, hard fought goal looks like waaaay in the future), and a life of constant adulation, we are doomed to disappointment.
When I first started in WW I was told that I would learn patience; I would learn discipline and know it wouldn't kill me; I would learn that there is life without Reeses. And even though I was busy weighing and measuring and writing things down, and drinking that milk and eating that fish, and going to meetings even though there might be something better to do, I was learning all those things below my radar.
And I learned to have faith in myself. I learned that if I listen to people who know more than I do and listened to them (remember that ago old lament "If only I knew then what I know now?") I would be able to handle life as it came at me, rather than thinking that a certain weight would make me immune to life's challenges.
There are people who keep getting advanced degrees in order to avoid going out into the big, unfamiliar world. We don't have that choice: we CAN"T keep losing weight. We MUST make the transition to doing all the work without all the outside applause. But we have a group right here on Spark to hash it all out with.
Pour yourself a cup of coffee and check us out.
Sunday, August 05, 2012
I am a planner. I tend to eat the same breakfast and lunch every day for a few months, then change, but dinner is different every night. I write out my dinner plans with day and cookbook page number, note in my calendar anything that needs to be done in advance (thaw meat, soak beans, put soup on hours in advance) and always have everything I will need in advance. That way I can look forward to it.
At night if I want to "chew", I just picture what my breakfast will look like. Mid morning if I start to get itchy or hungry, I picture my lunch. Then I picture my dinner, and look forward to it. Tonight I will be making a shrimp Pad Thai. I love it, and I can wait for it, and the waiting is more exciting knowing that I'll actually be eating something I love at 6:00. I don't eat between meals, but rather feast on the exciting knowledge of what I know I will be eating. Food is still one of the central thrills in my life, and looking forward to it is part of the thrill. And I get to eat THREE TIMES A DAY!!! Every day.
There are so many things in life that just don't turn out the way we hoped it would. We are disappointed in a date or a holiday that just didn't measure up to our expectations. But when I am doing the planning and the cooking, it will. I don't know about hunger being the best sauce, but anticipation surely is.
Friday, August 03, 2012
"To hurt no body by words nor dead. To be true and just in all my dealing. To bear no malice nor hatred in my heart. To keep my hands from picking and stealing, and my tongue from evil speaking, lying and slandering. To keep my body in temperance, soberness, and chastity. Not to covet nor desire other men's goods.
But learn and labor truly to get my own living, and to do my duty in that state of life unto which is shall please God to call me."
This is quoted from the Order of Confirmation in the 1549 Book of Common Prayer. How perfect is that advice? All the misery I have ever endured comes down to not following this very old admonition. It must be hard because by 1662 it was no longer in the Order. I read it daily as a reminder that sometimes, the oldest, most boring advice, is the best.
Sunday, July 29, 2012
I was telling my son, the Registered Dietician, about how much my weight bounces every day. I'm at maintenance so not trying to lose, yet my weight just pops around. He told me to weigh myself before and after a shower. I gained .6 pounds just from the shower and body lotion! That is how much water my skin absorbed in just a few minutes. And, of course, it came off by morning. I know I swell in humid weather, but who knew from a shower??
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