Oh look, here I am again. It must be important.
And it is.
I have at least a few thoughts tonights topic.
I am here to announce OPERATION LOSE 20lbs, or ‘Let’s Get This Fat Ass In Shape 2011″.
I know I’ve added on the pounds for a while. Slowly creeping up since sometime in 2009. I suddenly needed a bigger size pair of jeans one day. And then there was…. well, then there was a little life incident in 2010.. Now, there wasn’t a ton of weight added there, it was mostly like being bloated. And needless to say, it was so fleeting. But the scale didn’t really go down after that either. I recall beginning a committed lifestyle plan a month or two after that. A good friend had shown me two different apps for the iPhone where you can track your calories and food, and add in your fitness. I know I was feeling heavy, but that was probably more my heart and soul then my body. My employer helps to subsidize a local gym membership as part of their benefits package. So I jumped on board with that. Besides, working out has great benefits other than just losing pounds and inches. It helps ease stress, depression, helps you sleep better. Hey wait… all of those benefits could help me out! Sign me up!
I have a theory about why I’ve been slowly packing on the pounds since about that time. I didn’t gain or lose more than 5 pounds from the age of 17-27. For a few years in high-school and college,I was an octo-lacto vegetarian. This was less about PETA and love the animals, and more about being able to control what would and would not go into my mouth. Because I had really no control over any other area of my life at that time. MAJOR SERIOUS ISSUES. But thank God I was never bulimic or anorexic at that time as those are horrible diseases that are barely escapable. And you know, “Heroin Chic” with Kate Moss as the spokeswoman was really in, and Kate Moss made heroin look really cool. And recreational. Also, she was super skinny. Anyway, around 2009, I stopped taking medications that I had taken for years earlier. Most with a stimulating effect. Some people gain tons of weight on medication, and a few lose. I only briefly lost weight on a really awesome off-label medication, but I think it helped to maintain my lower weight
I was super committed with the gym for a while. I was going 3-5 times a week. Getting in the pool, swimming laps, climbing the stairs, and doing a lot of cycling. Also really enjoying the heat sauna afterwards. You’re probably thinking,
You paid to go sit in a heat sauna? Why don’t you sit on your bed at home in the dead of the summer.. or on random days in mid October… same diff?
And to that I would say—TOUCHE. But it’s different…The sauna is relaxing. And it smells like cedar.
But I digress..
So I went for a while. I made excellent workout playlists on my iPod, I found the days/hours when the gym is empty. I even tried a few gyms in different neighborhoods until I found my favorite . But then in October 2010 I took a promotion at work. A promotion that kicked my ass for about the first four months. Those first three months I didn’t know which end was up by the end of the day. I would slump into the seat of the shuttle each day that drove to the parking lot and try to recover for the next day. Good friends of mine had a relationship trauma at this time as well, and I was on the front lines of helping both process what the hell was going on.
What am I saying here? My gym membership and I are not exactly BFF. I don’t have a lot of endurance. There is a bit of preparation that goes into going to the gym. You need the gym bag, the lock, the water, the emergency snack for later.. As far as I am concerned, you need to pack a carry-on for one session. And when it comes to endurance, I would go, workout for 30-45 minutes, and then feel tired. I would try to push myself thru it and keep going, but I could only cycle thru that so many times. Many of my friends also have memberships to the same gym, but no one can ever go at the same time. Or in the case of someone in my life right now, the moment you get the workout inspiration seriously, they are done with that phase, and are no longer working out. Or let their membership expire. Awesome.
And so this fitness company has gotten some substantial automatic funds from me this past year for
not a lot of gain no gain on my end. Or maybe TWENTY POUNDS OF GAIN.
The last few months, I have been bummed out with how I am looking in the mirror. And I don’t mean my face. I mean this belly I see in the mirror. Several times I’ve gone to zip my pants when getting ready for work to find they just aren’t going to coöperate. It’s a little less than sexy. I’ve known I should be doing something about it. On a couple of occasions now people have asked me if I am expecting. Which, at my age, is more affecting then funny. But it’s easier to laugh and just keep it light. I admit that somewhere not quite at the surface, I would be cool with gaining some extra pounds if it meant that a healthy little bean was swimming around inside. I would wear it like a badge of honor.
Fast forward to this week. I got a biometric screening done. TWENTY POUNDS OVER WEIGHT. Not only that, a BMI that is in the Fair/Poor rating category. What the….what?!
Excuse me? I am an “A” student. I don’t get Fair/Poor ratings!
So let’s talk about my diet.“Well, what are you eating? Are you eating healthy? Are you eating crap everyday? Maybe that’s why you’re fat!”
This is where I get really pissed.
I work really HARD to eat healthy. I believe in it passionately. My grocery bills are bigger than yours—I promise (assuming you are single and buying for one). Every time I get my grocery total—EVERY TIME— I think to myself. “Man, these grocery bills are getting ridiculous..” I make weekly visits, even. Because nearly all the food I purchase is fresh. I quickly stifle my economic worry by reminding myself that I pack lunch every day for work. I rarely eat out unless I am starving and not home, or it’s a social occasion. And I am buying HEALTHY FOOD. Mostly raw food as well. Tons of vegetables, yogurt, some leaner proteins—I
eat a lot often eat fish actually as my physician calls it brain healthy food.
But most recently I have discovered raw vegan green smoothies. Which are basically some kiwis, and a bunch of green veggies (brocooli, celery,kale, parsley, wheat grass, barley grass and green algae). I try to have one every morning, because I find that I feel better during the day after I have one. More alertness or energy or something. I think I could even characterize my diet as like 20% vegan. I voluntarily consume a lot of vegan products, not because their vegan, but just because they are the choices I am making.
But I don’t have the patience or the time, or the resources to be completely vegan. I know a 20-somthing that is getting FOOD STAMPS to subsidize her vegan diet, and that is governmental fraud if you ask me. I have to pay for your soy cheese?
I watch a lot of what other people eat. In a way, you could say…. I am judging what you eat. But it’s because I feel sorry for you. I want to guide you to better choices. I want you to want more for yourself. One coworker of mine comes into work every day with an entire LITER of Mountain Dew. Have you seen that Diane Sawyer special? Mountain Dew Mouth? Teeth BATHED in Sugar water all day?? Sometimes alongside of that she has a Venti size frappa-mochachino with whipped cream on top. A MILKSHAKE, OKAY at eight o’clock in the morning! And then from the diner across the street, I regularly sit next to her as she consumes some fried foods, with some more battered friend foods on side. I feel sorry for them really. I believe that you only get one body. You have to treat it well. I really believe this. Now.
I am to the point now that when I eat fast food.. I feel awful afterwards. Tired, crampy.. it’s really not worth it.
YET I HAVE 20 POUNDS TO LOSE, and am rocking 29% bodyfat. (they tell me my bodyfat should be around 20%).
So, I am at the mall today. And while I am trying on item after item, I am just fixated on how I have “let myself go”. I found a stretch mark, yo! Bulges that show thru the clothes…. terrible.
Maybe it was the stores I was shopping in, but woman after woman that came into the dressing room, when asking for another size asked for a DOUBLE ZERO. The fact that there is a size this small blows my mind. I know I’ve discussed this before in this space. Double Zero– dead???
We often discuss “Standards of Beauty?” Is that the standard in this image-obsessed affluent culture?
This size is on the racks in seeming abundance and it’s repeatedly asked for by woman after woman in these stores. Meanwhile, I am lucky to find my size anymore in my two favorite clothing stores. If I do find it…. it’s the pair at the very back, or the blouse completely at the bottom of the stack.
Lets say you’re a Double Zero size and you drop 5 pounds from a stressful month at work. WHERE DO YOU GO FROM THERE? BabyGap???
Anyway, this week I embark on the 1st of five sessions with a personal trainer. I am committed to going 2-3X per week And I begin to start logging everything I put in my mouth. WHICH I THOUGHT WERE THE RIGHT THINGS. I can’t wait to see how he’s going to restrict my food in some way.
How did this all come to be? I hope to log my progress (and probably plenty of whining) here.