Sunday, September 30, 2012
For those who missed my point in yesterday's post, I was employing satire. If I offended you, I apologize; that was never my intent. In the world of the Internet, there is a principle called Poe's Law. It states: "Without a clear indication of the author's intent, it is difficult or impossible to tell the difference between sincere extremism and an exaggerated parody of extremism." Hence Smiley faces, emoticons, and things like LOL.
I am absolutely *not* advocating that the government put graphic warning labels on either tobacco products or fast food or snack food.
Sunday, September 30, 2012
A friend of mine who is a smoker and a Libertarian was griping about proposed changes to cigarette packaging by the FDA. It seems to come up every year and it seems to get shot down every year and this year was no exception. Apparently some of the proposals would have rather graphic picture of what smoking can do.
As a non-smoker who has always felt put out to be around smoke, I really don't care. (When I was in USAF basic training they would make us walk around the training area picking up cigarette butts. I was always last place in my Flight with zero butts. Candy wrappers and other trash I had, but no butts.)
His gripe was that obesity kills more people through heart disease and other diseases every year than smoking so why not have that kind of labeling on fast food? And snack foods too? How would you like that, Tim? Hmm?
Actually, I think that if they ever do get around to serious warnings on cigarette packs, maybe McDonalds *should* be on the lookout.
I was going to make some of my own, but Google images sure had a lot of ready-made pictures:
Warning: Eating fast food more than once a week can be a major contributing factor in childhood obesity. You are the parent; teach you children about restraint.
Warning: Obesity does not happen all at once. It sneaks up on you.
Warning: Eating fast food more than once a week can be a major contributing factor in cardiovascular disease, type 2 diabetes, and a host of other disorders and diseases.
Warning: Fast food can be addictive. And come on, really, do you ever want to look like this * (guy)?
If you have ever read Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. you know what I mean by the *.
Warning: Those pants are not what makes your butt look fat.
Warning: Eating too much fast food really kills the sexy.
And a few other pictures on the subject I liked:
Besides, we all know that Mrs Obama prefers Five Guys. (or as I called them even before I decided to get healthy "Heart-Attack-in-a-Sack")
Yeah, why not?
And of course, the clown!
Friday, September 28, 2012
Rock 'n' Roll Marathon Series has announced their 2013 Tour Pass. It allows the runner to select any or all of the 27 North American races for the low, low price of $399. That includes the one in Montreal, Quebec.
Considering that I have run (or will run) in 5 races in 2012 at an average price of $85 per race, that alone would be a savings of $25. In theory, and it's only a theory mind you, if one were to run all 27 North American races each one would be less than $15. That includes Las Vegas which costs about $120.
I need to work it out with She(WMBO) for Christmas.
Thursday, September 27, 2012
About two weeks ago, I posted a blog about an article I read all about poop. Not my poop, but poop in general. ( I love that word because "they" won't let me say sh¡t, unless I use special characters.)
Here is the blog:
"Finally, some information I can use! An article about Poop!"
The article itself from The Greatist and several of its references were quite informative and interesting.
Today I got an email from someone I don't recall signing up to, Women's Health from EverydayHealth.com. They have some interesting information day in and day out. It didn't hurt that the first time it arrived in my email box they had an extensive article on the ins and outs of oral sex. (No pun intended.)
Today the featured article was:
"Are You Pooping Wrong?
"By worldwide standards, Americans are in the toilet on elimination practices."
"Our ancestors did it. People in Asia, Africa, and some parts of Europe still do it. So how did we Westerners end up deviating from the best way to go No. 2?
"Blame it on toilets as we know them. Thrones, they have been called. Turns out we should squat, not sit."
Dude! They have a video and everything!
The main thrust of the article is that many of our bowel issues stem from the fact that we sit to poop. They even claim that appendicitis is associated with not squatting. Because of the way we evolved, our rectum work significantly better if we squat to poop. Every see a toddler stop to relieve himself? Yeah, something like that.
Of course, they have a little foot stool they want to sell you so that you can assume a more natural position when you use the toilet.
Hey, look, I am not writing those articles, I'm just reading them and reporting back.
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
In September 2007, I had a heart scare. My blood pressure, on medication, spike at 200/100. The doctor double my dosage and everything went back to "normal." I was at about 250 pounds. Additionally, I began to have issues with erectile dysfunction. I was 100 pounds over weight, high blood pressure, experiencing ED. I was snoring so badly that I was asked to sleep in the next room. When I started that, I discovered I was waking up choking. Sleep apnea.
I knew, just *KNEW*, that I was going to have a heart attack within a year. And I knew, just *KNEW*, that there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. The damage was done and I was never going to be able to undo it.
So I did nothing.
In January 2008 I got the flu. That led to an ear infection in February. The antibiotics caused me to develop chronic diarrhea. Nothing seemed to help. Six weeks. It was horrible. One day I did something I never had done before … I spent the entire day in my Jammies. And not far from the bathroom.
In March, I took our two youngest sons to London to visit their older brother for Easter. He was studying there. The flight over, I had a wonderful flight attendant who made sure I was seated close to the lavatory. What a flight. The visit to London did not improve my condition and the flight home was no better.
As soon as we got home, I was hit with a particularly nasty cold. When that went away, I got a tooth infection … would this never end?
FInally, by the second week of April, I seemed to be all better. Ten pounds lighter from being sick, but feeling well for the first time in months.
At 6:30 on Saturday morning, 19 April 2008, I felt a foot in my butt.
"Get up, get dressed. We are going to Weight Watchers." She(WMBO) said to me.
"We don't belong to Weight Watchers." I mumbled.
"I signed us up online last night. Get up, get dressed."
"We don't know where or when a meeting is."
"7:00 up on Mellor Ave. We can walk. Get up, get dressed." She had it all figured out.
"I am not doing Weight Watchers again. Last time I lost 5 pounds in six months. It doesn't work."
"You didn't work the program. Get up, get dressed. I'll see you outside."
Well, after (then) 36 plus year of marriage, you don't have to tell me five times. This was not an invitation, a suggestion, or a request. She(WMBO) would not be denied.
We went to the meeting. The leader was all perky and near the end of the meeting she asked everybody for NSVs (Whatever they were). Over on the right side of the room, this other perky little thing name Sue (her name tag said so) spoke up, "I'm within 10 pounds of my goal and I'm going to run my first 5k next week."
My arms had been crossed over my chest for the entire meeting. I did *not* want to be there. I quietly scoffed, "Psshh, that'll be the day."
On the way home after the meeting, I told She(WMBO), "I give it six weeks to fail." Already in my mind, it was going to fail.
"Give it eight weeks, I bought Monthly Passes." The She added, "But you have to give it an honest eight weeks. If you don't work the program it won't work for you."
That week, I started the tracking and Points counting in earnest. I lost 10 pounds!
The next week, I started walking. 10 minutes around the block and I was exhausted. But I went out the next day and the next. I started to make it a habit. I lost 4.4 pounds.
In the following weeks, I settled down to losing a pound here and there. I increased my walks. By the following spring I had lost 70 pounds and I was starting to run a little on my walks. By fall 2009, I ran my first 5k. By winter 2009 I had lost 90 pounds and declared goal. A year later I was still at goal and had increased my runs to 10k. In spring 2011, I started half marathon training. When I did that, I started to gain back some of my weight. The doctor told me to not worry about it.
Now the guy who scoffed at losing weight and running a 5k has run 10 Half Marathons, 2 Twenty Milers, 2 Full Marathons, lost as much as 90 pounds, but is maintaining at a doctor- and Weight Watcher-approved 75 pounds down. (I would love to get back to minus 90 as a matter of pride.)
I had given myself up for dead. She(WMBO) put a foot up my butt and saved my life.
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