It’s been nearly three months since I aired my plus-size laundry in public, sharing plans to finally lick my two-decades-long weight loss struggle. I promised to check-in after a couple of months or after the first 15-pound weight loss.
The months? Check. The weight loss? Not so much.
I was encouraged for a while, buoyed by the freedom of publicly acknowledging my struggle. I was blown away by the heartfelt messages of support (Thanks to all of you). Then, partly because of the public acknowledgment and the heartfelt messages, I panicked. And soon, I was back to my old ways. In the March post, I confessed to being a few Blizzards and Chinese buffets away from 300 pounds. When I weighed in for the weight loss challenge at work on the morning of May 10, it would be more accurate to say that I was a couple of Tic Tacs away.
So, I borrowed a trusted lesson from my meditation practice: I began again. In other words, I exercised the prerogative that you never outgrow and gave myself a do-over. It’s been only two weeks, but I feel like I’m on my way.
Some steps in that direction:
1. I entered the aforementioned weight loss challenge at work, on a team with three female colleagues. Highest team weight loss percentage wins the contest, which runs from May 10 to Aug. 9. There are prizes, but we’re in it for the motivation. (OK, and the glory.)
2. I got a physical exam, even though I knew there would be a scale and needles involved.
3. I’m eating better. More vegetables, fruits, lean protein, whole grains and good fats. Less bad fat and cholesterol (see #2), white flour, sugar and preservatives. I’m not weighing and measuring, or counting calories. Just aiming for generally healthy meals, and moderation when they’re not.
4. I’m treating my night eating issue like the addiction it’s become – remaining ever vigilant and taking one day at a time.
5. I joined a gym – one that I have to drive by on the way home from work – and am shooting for five workouts a week.
6. I signed up with a trainer who will work with me two times a week and direct the remaining three workouts. I’m hoping that the small fortune I invested will help keep me motivated.
7. I’ve recommitted to a regular meditation practice for several reasons, including the fact that I want a fighting chance at numbers 1 through 6.
So, I’m getting busy with the business of beginning again. I’ll check back soon after the Aug. 9 end to the weight loss challenge. I’m hoping for the best for me – and for the trainer, who I’ll call “Jackie” in honor of the beloved Jack LaLanne. I’m changing her name in the likely event that I’ll want to say mean things about her in the future.
An actual portion of our first meeting, as I detailed the 11 p.m. snacking habit I’ve been battling:
Jackie: “What are you doing up at 11 p.m.?”
Me: “I’m eating.”
It looks like she’ll have to earn every cent of that small fortune.
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Reason #347 I’m Glad I’m No Longer a Teenager
I never got asked to the prom.
Well, although that is technically true, I was not without a date to either my junior or senior prom. It was just assumed that my high school boyfriend and I would go together, so we did. Boys who didn’t have a girlfriend decided who they would ask, headed to her locker and said something provocative such as, “Wanna go to the prom with me?”
Things were much simpler 30 years ago. Today, everyone has to be asked, even longtime girlfriends. And The Ask has to be something special, something creative, something elaborate. Otherwise, it’s considered “lame,” according to the 17-year-old expert in my household.
On this subject, I’ve got to give him credit for walking the walk. Even though he and his date are just good friends, that didn’t give him license to be “lame.” He heard that she wanted to be asked via piano sonata, so he obliged with a bit of humor thrown in. He showed up at her door one night last month with a plastic toy piano that he pretended to play, a sonata on his iPod and a giant bouquet of flowers. No matter that it started raining and the iPod sonata was barely audible. He got a yes and they’re preparing for the big day on May 6.
He’s since told me stories of boys who posed their questions via glow sticks on driveways, icing on cupcakes and painting on bare chests. I mentioned this to a friend at work who has a same-age daughter at a different high school, figuring that it was just a one-school trend. No way. Her daughter’s prom date found out what her favorite flowers are (white roses) and presented her with an origami bouquet that he made himself. Another boy at that school tried to ask a soccer-playing girl via crepe paper on the soccer goal, but the letters kept disintegrating in the rain before she saw them. The girl also was a cheerleader, so he ended up asking the squad to do a special routine while he stood in the bleachers, holding a bouquet of flowers. Yet another boy enlisted the help of his math teacher, who revealed a portion of a white board and told class members they had one more problem to solve: to determine whether Jill (name changed to protect the fact that I don’t know it), would go to the prom with Jack (ditto on the name change).
As if my exhaustive research with my work pal weren’t enough, I hit the Internet. I Googled “Prom Ask Ideas” and immediately realized that I must have been living under a rock the last few years. There are thousands of entries, including an Ask.com page, blogs, forums, wikis – you name it. There are YouTube videos that capture the asking, and YouTube videos that themselves are the asking. An ehow.com article begins with “Prom season is for making memories, but the experience doesn't start with the dance. It begins with the invitation…” The article groups its suggestions into “Romance” categories, ranging from “Adventurous Romance” to “Old Fashioned Romance.” Old fashioned? What, the kids who aren’t yet 20 yearn for the good ol’ days? What are the good ol’ days for them, preschool?
Earlier this very month, a woman devoted a blog post to ideas designed to be both creative and inexpensive. Ironically, she’s also hawking for $10 a CD called “Asking in a Crafty Way” that promises 100 ideas. “Asking for a date just isn't what is used to be...especially if you live in Utah!” she says. Well, obviously. I always say, when it comes to dating trends, as Utah goes, so goes the nation.
A North Carolina teen convinced his AP US Government and Politics teacher to turn his prom ask into a question on a recent test. "I'm 29 and it hasn't been all that long since I've been to the prom," the teacher told the Charlotte Observer in an April 17, 2011 story. "I don't remember kids being this creative.” I’m with him. And not just because we 29-year-olds have to stick together.
So what’s to make of this phenomenon? On one hand, it certainly is a bit over the top. I’m wondering if some girls feel pressured to say yes since the guy went to so much trouble and maybe even became a public spectacle. I shudder to think of how far some men will have to go to outdo themselves when it’s time to ask a woman to marry him. And think about how many starving children could be fed or Habitat for Humanity homes built if these teens applied all that time and energy to loftier pursuits.
On the other hand, what’s the harm? At the heart of these creations, productions and presentations is a boy realizing that he wants to spend some time with a girl and deciding to take a chance. It’s one human being learning something about another human being and working to make that person feel special. There’s courage and grace and sweetness in that. And Ask.com be darned, that’s the kind of Old Fashioned Romance we all could use some more of.
Well, although that is technically true, I was not without a date to either my junior or senior prom. It was just assumed that my high school boyfriend and I would go together, so we did. Boys who didn’t have a girlfriend decided who they would ask, headed to her locker and said something provocative such as, “Wanna go to the prom with me?”
Things were much simpler 30 years ago. Today, everyone has to be asked, even longtime girlfriends. And The Ask has to be something special, something creative, something elaborate. Otherwise, it’s considered “lame,” according to the 17-year-old expert in my household.
On this subject, I’ve got to give him credit for walking the walk. Even though he and his date are just good friends, that didn’t give him license to be “lame.” He heard that she wanted to be asked via piano sonata, so he obliged with a bit of humor thrown in. He showed up at her door one night last month with a plastic toy piano that he pretended to play, a sonata on his iPod and a giant bouquet of flowers. No matter that it started raining and the iPod sonata was barely audible. He got a yes and they’re preparing for the big day on May 6.
He’s since told me stories of boys who posed their questions via glow sticks on driveways, icing on cupcakes and painting on bare chests. I mentioned this to a friend at work who has a same-age daughter at a different high school, figuring that it was just a one-school trend. No way. Her daughter’s prom date found out what her favorite flowers are (white roses) and presented her with an origami bouquet that he made himself. Another boy at that school tried to ask a soccer-playing girl via crepe paper on the soccer goal, but the letters kept disintegrating in the rain before she saw them. The girl also was a cheerleader, so he ended up asking the squad to do a special routine while he stood in the bleachers, holding a bouquet of flowers. Yet another boy enlisted the help of his math teacher, who revealed a portion of a white board and told class members they had one more problem to solve: to determine whether Jill (name changed to protect the fact that I don’t know it), would go to the prom with Jack (ditto on the name change).
As if my exhaustive research with my work pal weren’t enough, I hit the Internet. I Googled “Prom Ask Ideas” and immediately realized that I must have been living under a rock the last few years. There are thousands of entries, including an Ask.com page, blogs, forums, wikis – you name it. There are YouTube videos that capture the asking, and YouTube videos that themselves are the asking. An ehow.com article begins with “Prom season is for making memories, but the experience doesn't start with the dance. It begins with the invitation…” The article groups its suggestions into “Romance” categories, ranging from “Adventurous Romance” to “Old Fashioned Romance.” Old fashioned? What, the kids who aren’t yet 20 yearn for the good ol’ days? What are the good ol’ days for them, preschool?
Earlier this very month, a woman devoted a blog post to ideas designed to be both creative and inexpensive. Ironically, she’s also hawking for $10 a CD called “Asking in a Crafty Way” that promises 100 ideas. “Asking for a date just isn't what is used to be...especially if you live in Utah!” she says. Well, obviously. I always say, when it comes to dating trends, as Utah goes, so goes the nation.
A North Carolina teen convinced his AP US Government and Politics teacher to turn his prom ask into a question on a recent test. "I'm 29 and it hasn't been all that long since I've been to the prom," the teacher told the Charlotte Observer in an April 17, 2011 story. "I don't remember kids being this creative.” I’m with him. And not just because we 29-year-olds have to stick together.
So what’s to make of this phenomenon? On one hand, it certainly is a bit over the top. I’m wondering if some girls feel pressured to say yes since the guy went to so much trouble and maybe even became a public spectacle. I shudder to think of how far some men will have to go to outdo themselves when it’s time to ask a woman to marry him. And think about how many starving children could be fed or Habitat for Humanity homes built if these teens applied all that time and energy to loftier pursuits.
On the other hand, what’s the harm? At the heart of these creations, productions and presentations is a boy realizing that he wants to spend some time with a girl and deciding to take a chance. It’s one human being learning something about another human being and working to make that person feel special. There’s courage and grace and sweetness in that. And Ask.com be darned, that’s the kind of Old Fashioned Romance we all could use some more of.
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