Saturday, February 15, 2014

Bend.Lift.Toss. Bend.Lift.Toss. Bend.Lift.Toss. ARGH!

If you live in the NE, you know exactly what I'm talking about.  
If you don't....GOD BLESS YOU, Hang onto your nice weather!

We are being hit with Winter Storm #4 this week. THIS WEEK!

This is getting ridiculous! 

This morning hubby yelled for me to come downstairs and help him with the driveway. AGAIN.  The last storm, we shoveled thoroughly. HOWEVER....then the weather changed, it rained, then froze, then dripped from the gutters and made ice flows right down the driveway. The poor man was out there HACKING at the 2-3" thick ICE that USED to be our driveway, with a garden hoe and another implement that frankly looked a little menacing and kind of medieval.  ..LOL.....anyway, he was chopping it up, and it was my job to shovel it. UGH.

Bend. Lift. Toss. Bend. Lift. Toss. After awhile I was mumbling this mantra to myself, mimicking my Body Pump's teacher's instructions before the worst of the storms hit last week (she said 'lift with your LEGS, not your back').  Yeah, good advice...but after awhile, it don't matter, the back GETS it. OOF!

ME and my BIG MOUTH. I went on and on about how great snow shoveling was. Back in December I was posting these beautiful pictures of the snow...."Ain't it gorgeous?....sigh...love it...it's so peaceful and quiet..."

Uh...now it's more like a NIGHTMARE!  LOL!  


Seriously; we cannot remember a worse Winter.




And I have decided that NO, I do NOT want to retire to Maine! LOL
(that's been a big 'thing' with me for years....we took a vacation up there one Summer and it was GLORIOUS...and ever since, I've been bugging hubby ... we should retire on top of a mountain there, it would be SO COOL, etc. etc.)  He just keeps shaking his head and saying 'You'd hate the Winters, dear'.
I HATE it when he's right!  LOL.

Oh well. You HAVE to have a sense of humor, because otherwise you'll go nuts!  I was housebound for three solid days and thought I'd lose my mind. Finally got out this morning (after the shoveling marathon) and went to the grocery store and SANG at the top of my lungs to the radio and had a ball. Just to be OUT and around felt...wonderful. Even though all I did was conduct a (fruitless) search for rock salt.

Wound up buying kitty litter instead...the clay stuff will help if we get stuck. And I practically bought out their regular table salt. Hey, any port in a storm, right? 

Couldn't understand the Seniors in the store, though. Meandering.

WHY? It was already starting to snow again! Who knows how bad the roads will get THIS time?  Why are they just 'browsing'?  Me, I'm like "Hurricane Linda" again.....'outa my way', I'm blowing through the aisles, throwing stuff in the cart, gotta get going, gotta get home while I can still get up my driveway!  I just had my car fixed, for pete's sakes, I can't afford to crack it up into my own retaining walls again LOL.


Anyway. Sorry I'm venting and I realize this has ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to do with the Take Shape for Life program! 

EXCEPT....that..."normally"? (well, pre-MF anyway) - this would be the PERFECT EXCUSE to go 'nuts' (literally and figuratively...anyone got any nuts? LOL) and eat myself into oblivion.


But NOOOOOO.....ain't gonna go there.


I am planning every drop. I am waiting it out. I am getting through it. I am sticking to my food plan! And I'm praying that tomorrow's weigh-in will give me good news.  Even though I'm in maintenance, and even though I refuse to weigh daily anymore and have (thank GOD) gotten out of that habit, I STILL have my moods influenced by that stupid piece of plastic and metal.

I envy people who can throw it out. I'm not there yet. I'm still frightened enough to worry I'll become 300 lbs. again if I don't  monitor weekly.

But maybe someday....who knows.

Geenen Roth, in her latest book, talks about how 'once a year' (!!!) she buys a brand new scale, gets on it to 'check' her weight....and then sheepishly donates it to the local charity. And gets by the rest of the year WITHOUT one. She knows she's obsessive-compulsive, has determined what her food plan should look like, and goes by her jeans and stuff the rest of the time.

I envy her.

But then again, I appreciate the progress I HAVE made!


And I've come LIGHTYEARS on this program, compared to how I was when I started. Just detailing my lifestyle changes the other day was eye-opening. And my ATTITUDE is completely different now.


I LIKE myself now. And I can't say I did before. No way.

And yes, I can LAUGH at myself more now. I'm enjoying life more....no matter WHAT it throws at me. Because I'm stronger...INSIDE....where it counts. I have the tools I need to control my food addiction and I use them for all they're worth.

And I LOVE helping others to get where I am. LOVE love love it.


In my own small way I feel I'm helping with the massive obesity epidemic this country is suffering through. And I don't think we've seen the worst of it yet. I really don't. There's a silent 'war' being waged between making MONEY at all costs (by producing and advertising food of questionable nutritive value that is CHEAP to make and TASTES good so they can make as much money as possible) -VERSUS- the increased health consciousness in this country.

We 'know' what's good for us....but why should we eat it when we can 'indulge' in all these GOODIES?


It's also a war between 'instant gratification' and 'delayed lifestyle rewards'. Chocolate or broccoli? Chocolate is so HANDY....and so WONDERFUL....so WHAT if it's bad for me? I'll worry about that 'later'. Maybe I'll get gastric bypass 'later'. I'll have some doctor cut it out for me and I'll shrink my stomach so I can't eat as much. That's what I'll do. Eating healthy foods is too hard. It's too expensive. It's too much TROUBLE. And I want the pleasure NOW.


As you get older (which fits into my theory of successful people on this program being a tad older...NOTHING against the younger people on it, I admire those who are doing it GREATLY, and wish I had been smart enough when this program first came out), you start to realize that 'tomorrow' is....sooner than you think. You start to pay the price for all those 'instant gratification' decisions. And you realize that it's UP TO YOU to say 'NO' and to do the right thing for your body.




So I'll stay the course. Speaking of chocolate, I'm looking forward to my chocolate pudding 'pops' (just MF chocolate pudding, mixed with 1/3 cup water instead of 1/2 cup, and dropped by teaspoons onto a sheet of waxed paper and frozen for an hour...makes it like 'fudge drops'....) and my 2 pieces of string cheese I'm going to have as my afternoon snack. And then my dinner of turkey with asparagus and zucchini casserole.

And I'm still bemoaning the fact that I can't get to the gym.  I know the snow shoveling is burning calories and working my muscles, but ENOUGH ALREADY. I want to do something ELSE besides

Bend.Lift.Toss.  Bend.Lift.Toss.



I SHOULD go downstairs to the treadmill. But it's COLD down in the basement and it's a BASEMENT! There's nothing to look at!

So I'll cope....and look forward to Monday! 

Dear Mother Nature:  ENOUGH ALREADY!  We bow to your WINTER POWER!  We get it!  BRING ON DA SPRING.....(pretty please?)

Keep on...keepin' on! LOL

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