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That gets me to today's blog topic. I'd like to get back to the primary value of this blog as it relates to my passion for health and nutrition.
In the last few months, I have gained muscle and lost fat, but more than that, I am stronger and can do things that I couldn't do before. Now when you read that I did that; I can imagine many of you saying to yourselves, "Whoopty doo, good for you," with a proper amount of sarcasm. But, when it's you, it is so much different. When you can walk up the stairs and not be winded, when you can fit into your clothes better, when you see a different person in the mirror, it changes everything.
I cannot give enough emphasis to the value of a healthy lifestyle that includes strenuous exercise and smart eating choices. I want to scream: "Do not believe that you are incapable of being fit!" That is a lie from the devil that will rob you of the best version of yourself. You may not be a lanky supermodel, but you can always improve.
When I was in Junior High School, I was chubby. I wore "huskies." Is that supposed to make a kid feel better? Husky!? I say why not call em' what they are. They're for fat kids! In my house, like most houses, where I grew up, we ate pretty much whatever we wanted. Even if that meant picking up a Snickers, or a bag of greasy chips for an after school snack. If we wanted it, we ate it.
In their defense, my parent's parents were close enough to poverty to remember true hunger, and that memory runs deep enough to pass down for generations. Now, except in rare situations, in the USA, even the poor have enough food to eat, and machines now do much of the physical labor that once kept us healthy. We equate food with so many things besides what it is: fuel. We exchange it for comfort, love, attention, celebration, mourning, reward, entertainment, or a remedy for boredom. You can fill in the blank.
We have to call a spade a spade here. Something has to change, or the next generation will go right on eating themselves to death the way we are! If we don't change, we are sure to lose the very thing we trying to gain when we choose to indulge in crap, and that is, quality of life.
Now, I still have room to improve, but I am pretty fit. And I know that when my health improves, my productivity in every other area of life improves, not to mention that I'm able to have more fun because I have more energy!
So are those extra 20, 30, 50 or more pounds you have by not exercising and choosing bad foods really adding to your quality of life? Are you ready for your heart bypass surgery or diabetes diagnosis?
I really mean for this to be inflammatory. I want you to think. I want you to know that eating healthy and exercising can be much more satisfying than the alternative. It takes work. Basically, it takes stepping out of your comfort zone into the scary unknown. Is that really so bad though? What we fear is almost always worse in our imagination than it is in reality. Start somewhere.
In the photo my Mamma and I are grabbing an opportunity to sweat a little at our family's Fourth of July bash. I am so proud of my Mamma. She has been working out at her local gym, while balancing a full time job and caring for my Mammaw. And she is seeing results.
3 comments:
for the last 3 weeks i have been staying clear of sodas, white bread and bad night time snacks...i have replaced them with fruits, meats, cheeses, veggies (v8 in the morning) and not only has my energy level improved, but my size has also...it doesn't take much...it is like recycling...once you start you realize how easy it is and how much better you feel about yourself and your actions...i find that an addiction to that feeling is far superior than an addiction to junk food...
First of all, there's not one touch of the "whoopty doo" feeling you mentioned -- although I have nothing BUT reasons to be jealous. I am not. I am overjoyed for you. Everything you do, you do with an attitude of such joy and hey-it's-fun-up-here!-come-with-me! that I can't really imagine any person (who knows you in the slightest) begrudging any joy or success you have.
Second of all, you are dead on. I don't think you have said anything that any of us don't already know. We just don't want to hear it, or it's much easier not to hear it, or for SURE it's easier not to try to live it. Only once in my life have I felt that feeling of my clothes fitting better, of my energy rising, even my thoughts being clearer and emotions steadier. And it was when I was living healthily. And I know, every day of my life, that it is what I SHOULD be doing. And I know, every day of my life, that it is THE thing that would change my life for the better more than anything else. ANYTHING else.
I am at a point in my life where I should be my absolute happiest. I spend my days (every day!) with the joys of my life. And my only *real* twang of sadness comes when I can not meet their playfulness with as much zeal and enthusiasm as I would LOVE to give them. I spend what little energy I have taking care of them, teaching them, protecting them, enjoying them -- because they are the very most important thing on this earth to me. But, in turn, I completely neglect myself. And it's that very neglect that is causing me to NOT have the energy I would like to reflect back to them. (And, in the back of my mind, I also know that they are somehow learning that they would have to neglect themselves to love their own children -- which is ENTIRELY WRONG, and also unforgivable of me).
I spend my days (EVERY DAY) using every fiber of myself to teach my children to be fascinated and excited and curious and healthy and brilliant and how to (pleeeeease) not forget how to take that in to being a grown person. It is fair to say that they will not learn that from a mother who is not doing that for herself! I can teach them all I want. But they will learn from what they see me DO. And what I do ... has to change.
Thank you for such a heartfelt response. I am honored by your thoughtful words, and I believe that you can do what you decide to do with God's help.
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