Saturday, December 01, 2012
Well here I sit, 24 hours after my facelift. I am swollen beyond belief, lots of stitches. I can't eat, my face muscles make it hard to chew. Sucking through a straw is eaier I got my bandages off this morning and took a glorious shower!
No exercise or food to speak of right now, although I find myself walking around the house a lot just because I like to keep moving.
Right now I think I'd like a nap.
Sunday, November 18, 2012
The word "diet" is derived from the Greek word "diaita" meaning "manner of living". It doesn't mean food, but since most cultures define themselves by how they eat, the word has come to mean food. Every tribe or nation has a type of food that defines them, mostly indicating availability of sustenance, and we call it their "diet", whether it be primarily fish or buffalo or rice.
Somewhere along the line the word was perverted to mean "weight loss diet", which in turn translated into "deprivation". We are "dieting" (verb), or "on a diet" (noun). I doubt that was what the ancient Greeks had in mind.
I remember a story in Time Magazine (I think) that showed a family from each of several countries, surrounded by the food they consumed in a year. An Asian family was surrounded by bags of rice, piles of vegetables and dried fish. A Hispanic family was surrounded by bags of cornmeal and beans. The American family was surrounded by boxes of frozen food and bags of snacks. Point taken.
My "manner of living" involves modest portions of deliciously prepared food, three times a day, as has been the western custom for centuries.
Sometimes "old fashioned" is a good thing.
Saturday, November 17, 2012
I read that Hostess baking is filing for bankruptcy and that Twinkies won't be available anymore. I have never had a Twinkie. I grew up near Philadelphia so was enamored of Tastykake when I was fat. By the time I moved out of the Tastykake area, I had lost my weight on Weight Watchers and never ate even one Twinkie. Or a HoHo or a DingDong. I kept putting it off and the days and years have slipped by without my ever having had one. We all know the problems with putting off until tomorrow that which can be done today, but with eating something I really shouldn't, it's a good thing.
Saturday, November 10, 2012
When I hit goal waaaaayyy back when on WW, there was a 10 week transition to maintenance period. You paid all 10 weeks, of course, but the good thing was that they told us how to switch over. Every two weeks we got something back that had been forbidden while losing. Shortly thereafter, WW switched to exchanges, and during the transition to maintenance with exchanges you added a bonus selection or a certain number of optional calories, depending on whether you were a man or woman, youth or adult. When your weight started to creep up, you had a fixed plan to fall back on.
I liked that there was a cookbook plan to lose and a cookbook plan to maintain. I have been following the exchange plan for decades. I have had to wind back my bonus selections and optional calories as I have aged, but I know exactly the framework I am working with. I'm sure that nowadays those plans would be considered "weight loss and maintenance for dummies", but when it comes to weight I will fully admit to being a dummy. I LIKE the idea that someone gave me a list and told me to just check stuff off every day. There is less freedom to eat food that I don't prepare myself, but a lot less agony about what to eat.
There are times when too much choice is overwhelming and counterproductive for people like me. I'll walk into some discount stores and walk out because I don't know where to begin. I don't have that luxury with my eating. I needed someone to hand me a plan with selection lists, pick so many from each list each day. Hard to believe that someone as otherwise intelligent as I am can be completely flummoxed about something as basic as eating without those lists.
Wednesday, November 07, 2012
Remember when our kids, when they were little, would shout "You can't tell me what to do, You're not the boss of me!"?
Well here we are moving into the holiday food season, and many people are already trying to figure out how to turn down offers of food. For some reason we feel like we're letting them down if we don't eat it. In practice we're letting other people tell us what to eat. When you think about it, it's bizarre to let others boss us around about what to eat.
Maybe this is a good time to find our inner child and tell them "You can't tell me what to do, You're not the boss of me!"
Or at least think it and say, "No, thank you."
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