Is THIS Bliss?!

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For the most part, I’m a “do what you want to do with your body” kind of person, but in some cases, your body isn’t just your body anymore.

This morning, I drove past a school bus stop and saw a very, very pregnant woman standing there. Like, “could drop one at any second” pregnant, with a passel of kids around her. And she was smoking a cigarette. Suckin’ on that thing like a little kid with a Slurpee.

It boggles my mind. It boggles my mind enough that anyone in this day and age would even smoke a cigarette knowing the harm it’s doing to your own body. I remember all the anti-smoking propaganda we had in school when I was a kid… coloring books where we colored the lungs in brown and stuff… and I was a little miss goody-good, so I never started. Even if I wasn’t a goody-good, watching my Dad get triple bypass surgery when I was about 15 years old would have been enough to scare me straight.

I did enjoy a few cigars… and smoking a few other things that weren’t cigarettes, when I was young and foolish. But cigarettes? No. I tried one, once, when I was really drunk (and young and foolish), just to see if I could get any sense of what the hype was about. It tasted gross. It burned my throat. And made me cough. Not a fun experience. And from what I’ve heard, that’s everyone’s typical first time experience. It’s an “acquired taste.” So why would anyone want to acquire it?!

But, hey… it’s your life, and if you think breathing fire makes you cool or something, go right ahead… but when you’re having a baby?! WTF? Really? You don’t even love your kid enough to stop for a few months?!

I know so many women who would give up anything to have a baby, and here’s someone willingly risking her own and her unborn child’s health, and she’s breeding like a frickin’ rabbit. It makes me sick.

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What I hate about The Biggest Loser…

It’s inspiring, don’t get me wrong. It’s wonderful to see people change their lives. But, like all so-called reality shows, it’s not realistic.

For starters, you’re going to get people who look at the contestants screaming, crying, sweating, falling down, and puking, and think, “There’s no way in HELL I’m going to put my body through that!”

I know I wouldn’t! Well, the sweating, I’d do. In abundance. But I’m not into punishment. And that’s how The Biggest Loser makes exercise look on television. Torture. Punishment for being gluttonous and slothful. It doesn’t have to be that way. You can enjoy what you’re doing and get fit. Zumba is lots of fun. Running is fun. Sports are fun. The Warrior Dash was buttloads of fun!

An overly energetic fit person yelling at you is never fun. Ever.

They barely touch on the food aspect of losing weight. And that’s the most important. Getting the right nutrients, finding foods that are healthy and satisfying and tasty. All I see is a bunch of corny product placements with bad acting.

And worst of all, the weigh-ins. Where people beat themselves up because they didn’t lose 15 pounds in a week. Then you get real-life people thinking that’s ideal or expected. People who say, “I have a wedding coming up in two weeks that I’ve known about for six month, but I didn’t do anything about it, and I wanna lose 30 pounds by then! I can do it! The Biggest Loser people lose way more than that!”

Most people shouldn’t lose any more than one pound a week, more if you have a lot weight to lose, but you shouldn’t try for more than two pounds a week without a doctor’s supervision. If you only have a few pounds to lose, less than that. Just ten vanity pounds? Go for a half pound a week.

It’s not an all or nothing situation. You don’t need to spend hours every day in the gym to get fit. You don’t need to starve yourself. All you need to do is make small, sustainable changes. Sure, losing a half pound a week doesn’t sound very satisfying, but it’s still 26 pounds in a year. Or if you start now, about 20 pounds before the next swimsuit season starts. And what does it take to lose a half pound a week? Eating just 250 less calories than your body needs to maintain your weight each day.

That’s a little more than the amount of calories in a 20 ounce bottle of soda. Swap out that soda for a water, and you’re good to go. Skip the bagel at the weekly meeting at work. Don’t get fries with that. Cut the candy bars. Just little changes. Or, if you’re not active, get a little more active. Take the dog for a long slow walk, and you’ll probably burn at least 250 calories in an hour.

Little changes. That’s all you need. No crying, screaming or puking required.

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Why Exercise?

I really never intended this blog to be about fitness, weight loss, exercise, running, etc. It’s just something that’s in the forefront of my mind right now, but I promise, I will see something shiny, get distracted, and talk about something else.

I hear a lot of people say that you can lose weight without exercise, which is true, you can, or they don’t see the point in exercising if you’re going to eat more calories to replace the ones you’ve burned, so I started compiling a mental list of why I exercise.

I exercise because….

… my parents both died of heart and lung related problems, and I’ve never had good cardiovascular health. My dad was 79 and my mom was 73. I don’t want my life to be more than half over already. I used to have a rapid heart rate and would get winded easily. Not anymore!

… when I exercise, I can eat a lot more. Why exercise if you’re going to eat more to replace those calories? So you can eat more to replace those calories! I love food. I never feel deprived and eat pretty much whatever I want in the quantities I want. If all I have to do is bust a sweat to be able to eat pizza, drink mojitos and be the size I want to be, that’s a small price to pay!

… running works better than Xanax. And Lexapro. I’ve been able to go off my anti-depressant and anti-anxiety medications. I do tend to feel a bit stabby if I don’t get my endorphins pumping, but there’s no prescription necessary to run a couple miles. And I don’t get withdrawal symptoms like brain zaps or a super-human sense of smell if I don’t run for a few days.

… it’s a fantastic sense of accomplishment. I originally just wanted to be able to run a 5k. Then run a 10k, which I’ll be doing on Sunday. Then I wanted to win a medal, and I did that, too. Now I want a trophy! And even if I don’t get a trophy, I’m still going to continue to improve… I’m going to get faster and be able to run further. Whether I win a race or not, I’m still winning!

… being thin with muscles looks way better than being thin without muscles. I’ve been skinny before. It kinda sucked. This is the first time I’ve been healthy, strong and fit. It kinda rocks.

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