Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Did I REALLY need to seek out my BMI to know that I am morbidly obese? NOPE! One look at this curvaceous body of mine tells me that i've enjoyed dining without limitations for far too long. One look will tell I could probably tell you just about any television sitcom by just the first 3 seconds of intro music. One look and i can tell that i've rallied one too many games versus being out on the field. One real good hard look will tell me that i'm DONE with this body of mine and it's time to trade it in. So no...I did not HAVE to look and calculate my BMI...but how can you kick somethings ass without starring it in the face first?
So Mr. BMI take this as your formal invitation, and a stern warning, that your ass will be kicked by yours truly!
Morbidly Obese is 35 or greater...what's greater?
I'm at 51.4 right now. I started out at 56.5 so i'm on a good track (Hey Mr. BMI, I think i just sucker punched your sorry ass!).
So for me to get to JUST obese i need a BMI of 34. Soon Mr. BMI...watch your back! I know Tae Bo - I can triple time kick you!
I watched Extreme Makeover: Weight Loss Edition with a dear friend of mine last night. He's that nice guy that doesn't always get the girl - but so deserves the best there is to offer - but he just doesn't realize his own potential. Anyways, we were watching it and discussing what the woman on the show was doing. What causes individuals to wait until they rae at an extreme before they decide to make a change. This slightly turned into a conversation about me.
What caused me to go up to 318.8lbs before i said, "Ummm...maybe i should do something about this weight/" Is it hereditary? Is it learned? Do we just make it our choice?
I'm a firm believer that you are NOT a product of your environment. You may grow up in a crappy neighborhood with crappy parents (as I did), but you can CHOOSE to make yourself better.
I remember being about 7yrs old at McDonalds with my mom. She ordered us 2 Big Macs, an order of large fries and a large coke for each of us. I consumed it all. That was my life style. Greasy and fast were what all meals consisted of. As a kid you didn't have a choice. As an adult you make your own choices.
My weight gain may have started because it's what my parents fed me, but it's where it's at now because I CHOSE to continue a lifestyle that was killing me. Doing nothing about it equals choosing to eat foods in a way that will kill you. REPEAT: Doing nothing = choosing death!
I'm too young and beautiful to die. I chose life. I chose to live a life that excites me and causes me to push myself further.
So Mr. BMI...You are just a general casualty along the way. One by one i will take your troops down. You've enjoyed your free ride for far too long.
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