Holy Headache Batgurl!

So I have been trying to do my best to follow the eating method in Eat To Live. I say eating method because diet implies being hungry. I am not going hungry at anytime. I eat whenever I am hungry. However, I have a crazy headache. It feels like a caffeine headache. This clearly is not the case because I work in a coffee shop. I am guessing that is a side effect of giving up processed foods. I am sticking with it though. I have to push passed this uncomfortable period. If this is the way my body feels when I give something up I dont want to put that shit back in. The book is still snarky as hell and I feel he could say things in a more compassionate way, but his message is a powerful one. I have lost 2 pounds in a week. I am comfortable with that!

Eat Me.

So I have decided to have a mental reboot of sorts. I feel like I have gotten distracted from my nutrition goals. I just bought a book called Eat To Live by Joel Fuhrman, M.D. I am working my way through the first chapter. I seem to agree with a lot of the things he is saying. I have been eating as much whole natural foods as I can. Long time readers of my blog know that about me. So its a lot of the things that I had come to know from my own experience. But it does sound better when it comes from a fancy doctor type! However, he sounds like such a douche!

 I understand the severity of the obesity epidemic in this country. More so than a lot of people. I AM the obesity epidemic. I have worked very diligently towards a better life for myself. We need a wake up call. The fact that Michelle Obama is demonized for trying to get our kids to have proper food served to them is so gross. The urgency is not lost on me.

But you can't get people on your side if you resort to shock and awe bombastery. I feel like the entire introduction sounds like Fox News doom coverage. If I were to paraphrase what he is saying versus how it feels it would go a little something like this, HIT IT:

Hey fatty fat fat. Im Skinny McSmarterthanyou. I hope you enjoy your fatty foods and fat drinks because you are on a super wide fat train to Deathtown. Poulation: everyone. You are all fatties and and should be ashamed of your fat faces. You are all dumb fat puppets on the fat teet of Big Fat and your eyes are to swollen with fat to see it. You are dying from fatness, Fat Man, and you should keep reading this book to be awesome like me. If you can even get your fat sausage fingers to turn my slim, amazing, omniscient pages. fat.

You get the drift. Hopefully this book will get more into the info and less on the fat shaming. We shall see.

Sniff...Sniff... Cough... EAT!

So I had the pleasure of judging a marching band show this weekend. Those that know me personally are fully aware that this is a dream gig for me. The fact that I get paid to do something that I would pay to do is simply amazing. It is awesome to give back to an activity that has given my so much in my life. That being said, it did give me something else this weekend. THE DREADED COLD!

The worst thing about a cold isn't the sniffles. The head congestion I can deal with. The cold sweats are tolerable being that I sweat all the time anyways. For me, the absolute worst part is the inevitable chest cold. I am asthmatic. This is something that I usually can handle through inhalers. However, when I get sick, my lungs seize up like a southern white lady around black people. Clutching their purse tight and panicking silently. Well, not so silently. I sound like that weird dog villain from the Laff-a-lympics.



Clearly, this has put a dent in my cardio routine. Its frustrating because I had already been slacking off before this. Now I feel like I am really doing myself a disservice and taking multiple steps backwards. It is wise in times like this that you have to remember that weight loss is mostly about diet. Some experts say that it is as much as 80% diet. So all you have to do is keep eating well. Problem solved!

Hardly.

As a normal human, when I am sick, I want to feel better. So I want comfort food. I want chicken soup for my fat ass soul. I want peanut butter and jelly. I want creamy chowder. Ice cream! I want anything that might make me want to enjoy life again. And I want all of it. Like now! I am in full blown Veruca Salt golden geese realness def con 5.

And to exacerbate the problem, I am laying in bed all day. Not an ounce of exercise. Well, aside from the ab isolation from coughing all day. The only time I get up is to stuff my face. So gross. And I rationalize all of this because I am sick. Starve a fever, feed a cold. Right? Thats what my grandmother always said. (Of course, she cooks everything in crisco and thinks Obama is a secret muslim. ) My prescription says I have to take my meds with food. Doctors orders, bitch. Now give me my bag of tostitos and pint of ice cream and ...

I trust that you will find yourself in this situation at some point. Just try to be more self aware than I was yesterday. It was a misstep to say the least. But I am back on track today and I am hoping to be back in the gym tomorrow. Or at least by friday. Please by friday, I'm so bored!

the tank is empty...

Today is one of those days where you want to do yourself a favor. I know that I need to go to the gym. I have not gone since friday. Thats four days off. I know I will feel better about myself after I go. I know that I need to go. I also know there is a Top Chef All Stars marathon on. I am also aware that my bed is comfortable. And I also know that I am better than all of these excuses. The bottom line is, I didnt lose 200+ pounds by listening to these excuses.

I guess the point is, the journey I am on is a constant battle. The battle isnt in the gym. Once you are there, the process takes over. The battle is making the time. The time is there. It is always available. It is tough to let yourself detach from the grid for an hour and wash away the media saturation that we are always consumed in. Perhaps it would be wise to just go to the fucking gym and stop blogging about it. And, don't you worry one second my fat loss voyeurs. I am going to the gym. I think it is important to show that the lack of motivation lives in everyone.

But you cannot let yourself give in. Giving in is what caused me to balloon up to an estimated 500 pounds. Giving in is what lead me to a life of what if's and Should haves. I have to turn my will-do's into have-done's. I heard a great quote on a podcast that I love called Cut The Fat. Download it immediately if you are looking for information on weight loss and healthy living. The quote is so simple and so true:

WTHOUT SELF-AWARENESS, ALL DIETS WILL FAIL!

Read that again. Do it.


You have to have the ability to constantly and consistently be honest with yourself and what you are doing. . You must always be honest with yourself and not cheat your way into failure.. I am better than that. and so are you.