I’m one of those folks who has been on/off a diet her whole life. Yes, I’ve done them all.
Last year, my husband and I did have good success with Weight Watchers. We attended the weekly meetings (aka “Date Night“). We worked out at the gym Monday through Friday. We grocery shopped together, filling the cart with veggies and fruits. And I wrote down everything we ate.
But then “life” hit us. My closest cousin died. Hubby’s Mom was diagnosed with cancer. My son flunked out of college. Hubby’s job told him to relocate out-of-state. We have to fix and sell the house. Yesterday. (Hemorrhaging money, anyone?)
Many days I find myself, with spoon in hand, staring at the bottom of the bowl, not remembering putting the cereal and milk in there, and not remembering that I ate it. Ditto yogurt cups. Apple cores. Box of cookie crumbs. [insert favorite food item here.]
So I’m off to the next book about “How to Stop Overeating and Get in Shape” — or something similar. And why, oh why, does it always list the author of the book as a scholarly man or woman, with a degree in Nutrition, Physical Fitness, or Sports Medicine? What would they know about My World?
I’m not impressed with degrees. I want to read, “Joe, the author, is just an average guy, who lost 100 pounds and kept it off for 10 years. He does not have a degree from a college, but has successfully attended the School of Hard Knocks. He shares his secrets and insights with you, the common person.” That would mean something.
“Joe has overcome the need for food to comfort him when he’s lonely, to push back the terror when dealing with stressful situations, to squash the raging anger at his boss for belittling him.”
“Joe knows that One does not simply join and aerobics class. Joe understands the paralyzing fear of attending a class, seeing oneself in the mirror, and becoming unable to move–except to run out of the room to the safety of one’s car.”
“Joe knows how to overcome strange, frightening emotions that have been repressed since childhood, when he was not allowed to have his own opinion, or disagree with a parent.”
“Joe can help YOU. He knows that you know the difference between an orange and a piece of cake, lettuce and ice cream, good carbs and bad carbs. What he will teach you are the skills required to live in the Real World.”
There is the off-chance that * I * will one day figure this out–and if I do, I will write a book that will actually help people. Real people. Real people who live in the real world.
Meanwhile, I would really like my fat jeans back!