Friday, July 08, 2011
Perhaps, Viriginia, there is a Santa Claus, but after reading the following article today about a woman who WANTS to be obese and set new Guinness records, I am probably for the first time in my life utterly speechless.
Here's the link: jobs.aol.com/articles/2011/07/07/700
The Cliff Notes' version is she weighs 700 pounds and is totally dependent on her (get this) four year old daughter for basic activities of daily living including feeding her gluttonously. She cleverly has found a way to commercialize her "quest" by creating a website where one can subscribe and watch her work her way to her own doom. Excited yet? For this she makes close to 100K a year. I will give her credit for her marketing ability. I just wonder when she hits the thousand-pound mark and dies of a coronary, what becomes of her four year old, as she is a single mom.
Articles like this and Nathan's yearly hot dog eating contest (I mean really - over 60 hot dogs engulfed in 10 minutes?), just give me pause.
It's small wonder that the "diet industry" is such a lucrative one.
I still think Chris Downie is a marketing genius, for making SparkPeople a free site, platforming it on sound weight loss principles. We all owe him so much. Because this little cybercommunity is an amazing one, and I, for one, feel blessed to be a part of it.
Because of SP I strongly feel that we can succeed at permanent weight loss. If we utilize all that is here for us and continue to do so well beyond maintenance, then I firmly believe we will be successful.
And with that, I'm off to the pool for my Friday cardio and weigh in.
What do you have planned for a successful weekend?
Wednesday, July 06, 2011
Subtitle: The Power Of Belief
OK, women, gather 'round. Let's sit down in a circle and once and for all let's figure this out. Grab a cup of coffee from the back. The urn's still hot. We have some serious work to do here today.
I have noticed, especially lately from blogs I have read, that women, as they approach their goal weight (within a few pounds of where they want to be) are starting to absolutely freak out. For the first time (or maybe the first time in a very long time), in stunning disbelief, they are succeeding where previously they have woefully failed. And the question then becomes, "OMG! Now what?" No, this is not me (not yet anyway). Though I've been there before (sadly).
Realizing this goal, so hard to attain, is now within reach. And many seem not to be able to handle it. Which only confirms for me what a friend said years ago: "Women have no fear of failure. They do have a fear of success." Now, why is that? I asked my brother-in-law some years ago, that when he shaves that small patch of his face in the morning (he's got a full beard), if he ever questions the tasks he has set out for the day with his clients. He looked at me and said (without hesitation, I might add), "No, never."
So I have to ask, why is there so much internal dialog for us women of "Can I? Can't I?" And this is a general statement, not just about weight loss. Men, it seems to me, have this situation about success, for the most part, figured out. Is it nailed to their Y chromosome, and are we forever doomed because we have a pair of X's? I have to believe that the answer is a resounding "NO!"
This whole journey that we all are on (now here's the real secret) has so little to do with actual weight loss. (What?) Think about it: As we are starting to get better (with the help of our friends here), there is a definite spill over effect into other areas of our lives. As we succeed, we start to look around and see what else needs fixing. We start to feel more confident, more "Yes, I can! - ish".
Success breeds success. Of course, it's not a straight and narrow path. There is so much internal "noise". Many on here have written tons of blogs about this internal dialogue. And many, sadly, coming from the distaff set.
So, now what?
The power of belief is a very strong one. We really have to dig deep (very deep). There have been years (decades?) of self-destruction going on here. I cry when I see women who are otherwise very accomplished by society's standards (whatever the heck that means) in other areas of their lives: Successful moms, supportive spouses, great coworkers. Is there no stuff left over for "self"? And why not? When women fail, they are there front and center to tell the world all their sins. When they succeed, less so. And the self-flagellation is downright brutal and very painful to read. Obviously, they are doing SOMETHING right or how did they get the support of loving spouses and friends in the first place?
Why can't we just BELIEVE until it gets attached to our double X's? Why must we live in fear of actually succeeding? We all, every single one of us, want this so badly. For all the right reasons. As well as other good reasons (who says vanity is a bad reason?).
What will it TAKE for us to feel self-worth? Ten pounds lost? Fifteen pounds? One hundred? And once there, is our fat former self still along for the ride?
WORTHINESS (OK, OK, I'm a little preachy), is the key to this whole shebang. Once we figure that part out, the rest will follow. It's the key to the kingdom. It's not about the weight. It's not about 100 pounds to go. It's about who we are as people.
Let's start with self-love. Let's get there together. Let's make this happen. And if we need to meet in this room regularly, well, there's plenty of coffee to go around. We don't want this to be a lifetime struggle. We want this to be one chapter.
We have other goals to conquer.
So, are you in, or out?
Friday, July 01, 2011
No long blog today. No deep thinking. Just a wish that all take a moment on The Fourth to remember how we got here as a country and how many made sacrifices to preserve our freedom.
No other country in the world can say that.
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Today I saw the long-awaited pictures, finally published, of Gabrielle Giffords. I have been waiting expectantly since first hearing of the awful shooting back in January, when we would be able to catch a glimpse of how her recovery was progressing. In five-months' time her progress is nothing short of miraculous. Her hair is shorter, probably growing back in after it was shaved for the surgeries she needed. Except for a small, hardly noticeable depression along her left temple, and her tracheotomy scar, you would never guess that she was so close to death back in January.
But what struck me the most about the pictures was her smile, and the unmistakable brightness of her eyes. Her face was positively radiant. Before January, I honestly had never heard of her. Since January, I have followed her progress quite closely. Her determination, her spirit, her drive, her dedication to the task that was put before her shows an amazing capacity of will. Even her doctors have said that she has defied the odds, that her recovery has amazed even the most seasoned amongst them.
And here I sit. Trying to lose weight. Trying to fashion a better life. So much of what we are trying to do here is so under our control, bound by our will, if we would only allow it to happen. I am so humbled today by this middle-aged congresswoman, who has taken on a herculean task to recover from such devastation, and still with a long road ahead of her.
In the larger scheme of things, I have to ask myself, why is this weight loss thing, so hard then? Why is there such an internal struggle to capture the essence of what I need to do, to harness this untamed beast once and for all? In my own mind, it does not measure the struggles of others I see around me. And I'm not referring to weight loss.
I think that for myself, I have to rededicate myself daily to the boundaries of that one day. And if each day is planned well, the rest should follow.
At least that is my hope for tomorrow. What do you have planned for tomorrow's success?
Sunday, May 29, 2011
We all lead busy lives, and we all are here to get the much needed support to continue with our weight loss project, but today, I want to take a moment's pause to remember our veterans who were flung into harm's way, in order to keep us free.
If you're a veteran, I humbly thank you for your sacrifice and service.
A peaceful Memorial Day to all.
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