Over the weekend, I caught a little of Ragen’s Fat Activism online conference. You can still sign up (until Wednesday) to hear the speakers here. I’ll get to listening to all of these over the next few months.
In the meantime, this speaker, Golda Poretsky, did a TEDx talk on, “Why It’s Okay to Be Fat.” I think it captures everything I’ve been reading and learning on this topic.
In high school, my daughter completed an International Baccalaureate subject in Art. Much of her art centered on a theme of beauty and a warped female interpretation of beauty. This “cutout book” was a satirical statement on how girls could reshape these works of fine art, by slimming down these ancient beauties.
She got rave reviews from the reviewer for this work in particular.
Lately, I’ve been wondering if I’ve become obsessed about getting to my goal weight. I simply will not eat carbs or sugar. It’s sort of like putting an aspirin between your legs to not get pregnant – I just won’t do it. I also was a little alarmed that I cut off the taping my foot doctor had done to my foot last week because it prevented me from swimming. I’ve been wondering if such extreme actions are really healthy mentally.
But, on the other hand, I get increasingly frustrated with the fat and flab I see now hanging from my arms, legs, and stomach showing up in my reflection in the mirror. It’s hanging around like guests at a party who won’t leave long after the party is over. I just want to be rid of it, so my mind starts thinking of ways I can cut corners. I’ve even thought of surgery and liposuction.
When I visited my daughter in Florida recently, I was very disappointed to discover I had gained four pounds upon my return. I’ve since lost them, but am still where I was a few weeks ago. So, my progress has stalled once again.
I’m considering going back to My Fit Foods for another 3-week period. I’m fairly sure I won’t have the same dramatic weight loss I had the first time ’round, but I thought it might help to introduce a new regime of eating healthy. I feel like I’m in a rut.
I suck at swimming. I’m a disgrace to my Zodiac sign (Pisces). I marvel at the way people just glide through the water, effortlessly. It’s as if they have a secret motor beneath the surface propelling them forward. How is that even possible? Nonetheless, because my heel is still on the mend, I need to swim rather than do any other kind of aerobic exercise. I won’t win any Olympic awards for my swimming performance or style, but I will get in the pool and get my heart rate pumping. I will say that after ten minutes or so, I could actually feel my muscles. That was pretty cool. I’m guessing I’ll build up stamina over time.
I have to put my TEAM weight loss program on hold. Very disappointed in that. I will also start weight-training tomorrow with my trainer. I’m worried that I won’t be able to keep losing weight if I don’t exercise. I don’t think I’ll gain weight, as I’ve really tackled the eating thing. I simply don’t eat foods that are not healthy or will put the pounds back on. It’s easy now, and even rewarding when I find something new I like to eat.
That’s all for today, just wanted to make a note that even if you have to make adjustments to your weight loss program, all you risk is a little embarrassment in form.
I reached a major milestone yesterday. I lost 50 pounds. I have been very excited about this news. Of course, I have a long way to go. Two more goals (another 50, and the final 40), and I will be at my target weight which is 160. That seems way too heavy for normal women, but that’s where I will feel very comfortable.
Losing this much weight takes time and endurance. I recently injured my foot (plantar fasciitis). The doctor said I have to stop walking/running for exercise and have to stay off the treadmill. That is extremely disappointing as I’ve been enjoying the gym TEAM weight loss program. Alas, I can swim and lift weights, and possibly ride a stationary bike, so I will continue to exercise.
So, onto my next goal: the next 50. That would be 200 pounds. Sheesh. It all seems so daunting, but, hey like my last post said, “I’m doing this.”