Saturday, March 22, 2014

Satisfied, Yet??

Satisfied, Yet??

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     I'm contemplating that feeling of being satisfied after a meal vs. being nourished.  I see these people nibbling on dried fruit, nuts and veggies and think, "how can they feel satisfied?" Satisfaction has never included nibbling for me... a nice big meal, followed by a yummy dessert and good company is satisfying - not a handful of nuts.  I don't think I'm alone in this thought process.  If I was, restaurants with giant portions would cease to exist, right?

     We're going deep with this one, Chicks & Chucks .... So, get ready ...

     When does eating food stop needing to be for "satisfaction" and become, instead, to nourish the body?  The purpose of food, technically speaking, is to nourish our bodies.  And yet, it becomes so much more for people like us.  It's comforting, a silent show of rebellion, has the tender touch of a lover, the sharp sting of a scorpion, shame of a Scarlet Letter ("The Scarlet Letter" by Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1850) and the sinking pull under your covers as you fall into despair over its side effects.  

     To those that understand that last paragraph, I'm talking to you gently, with love and understanding.  There is no judgment in these words, my heart or my thoughts.  I can talk to you like this because, my friends, I have been there.  The thought of nibbling makes me turn into Cindy Crawford ...

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     ... yyyyeah ... just in this photo .... but you get my drift, right?  Over the past fourteen months of this journey, my mind has slowly started to shift.  My new reality is NOT just about food but also about myself as a person.  I wanted change - I wasn't happy.  I had to want it - for it to be my personal fight and not anything anyone else pushed on me.  Consequently, I've analyzed myself to my core (Uh, can you tell?).  And, I have come to me also with with love and understanding.  Most of the time, that is.

     Slowly, my mind has begun to shift from seeing food as a crutch, friend, lover, scorpion or pulled covers.  It's a slow process to reprogram this thick head of mine.  But, a little at a time, I've started changing my viewpoint on food.

     Chicks & Chucks, food is .... food.  

     And, that's it.  

     I say this gently to you.  Food is nourishment.  It is your MIND and HEART that changes it into something more.  It's a choice.  If you can start to view food as nourishment, everything will start to fall in place one meal at a time.
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     Look at that donut .... what good is it anyway?  Is it wasted calories that could be spent on something better for you?  One change at a time, one small different choice at a time and you will begin to notice.  And each time you face such a decision, and consider if you need it and make the wise decision, food begins to shift into nutrition.

     I actually do snack on dried fruit, yogurt covered nuts and raw almonds now.  I nibble.  It will never be a meal for me, but it's a good, small snack I can eat and then have a good meal later.  I don't know the last candy bar I ate - and that used to be big.  These are the beginnings of my changes but they are deeper than a piece of chocolate.

     
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    Does the thought of changing your habits in this way make you feeling like Ol' Charlie up there facing a meal that is less than satisfying? Am I saying never eat something for the pleasure of its taste again?

     OH HELLLLLL NO.

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     Put a mouthful of Jamocha Almond Fudge in my mouth and watch me find a happy place!  It will happen and that's ok.  The thing is, it shouldn't be your NORM but should be your EXCEPTION.  If your reality is in the right place, an occasional exception is NO BIG DEAL.  And, if you fall and feel like you have failed? Just remember, it's a drop in the bucket and keep going.

     For the emotional side, you need a release there.  That need doesn't go away.  I would suggest deciding something in its place that is comforting, feels good, is just a little rebellious, without any negative side effects.  And, if you can find a solution that's orgasmic, well then, hats off to you!  Some good outlets may be a call to a good friend, shopping, exercise, journaling, a good cry, getting a massage, getting your nails done and of course, SEX.  You'll need to figure out what works for you.

     For me, I journal, cry and get busy with projects and exercise.  I am also blessed to have a strong support system of family and friends.  I hope you do too.  I hope you are all doing well!  Don't forget that you can email me at 1fatchick2another@gmail.com.  

     Until next time!!

Monday, March 17, 2014

Houston ... Prepare for Lift-Off!


Houston ... Prepare for Lift Off!

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     We've talked about dents ... now, let's talk about lift-off.  I mean, I wouldn't want to leave you hanging ....
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     Isn't it a drag when you can't see your feet? I mean, if you can't SEE your feet, are they REALLY there? Joking aside, anyone who qualifies for this blog probably has that ONE body part and that ONE thing about them that feels ... shameful.  Right?  Like you think people are looking at IT instead of YOU and thinking, "Oh dear GAWD, how in the world does THAT even get like THAT??"

     For me, that body part is my stomach.  I can suck it in, camouflage my clothes, stand in the (almost) right pose in a picture all to make it ... less shameful.  I've worn girdles, bands to make it sweat (hoping I would sweat it away) and done countless sit ups (ok, mayyyybe not "countless" but who's counting?).

     It's "The HANG," right?  That oh-so attractive fold of blubber that blocks our vision, distorts our side view of our body, rolls down our panties and bulges at the top of our pants.  Push out a couple of kids and the HANG now gets the added sexiness of stretch marks.  Good gawd, can't win for trying, it seems.

     We talked about DENTS once, remember?  Noticing those small improvements that seem to appear from no where but are actually because of YOUR hard work.  Well, it's time for lift-off...

     I have two scars above my coochie coo hairline that were hidden by the HANG when I was married.  One is a good 10" long and I was very self-conscious of it.  I once sheepishly asked my husband if they bothered him.  He .... ummmm .... stopped what he was doing, looked up and without missing a beat, said, "What scars?"  I thought it was funny until it dawned on me he had probably never seen them because of the HANG.

     That HANG seems insurmountable, doesn't it?  Like how in the world could THAT ever be FLAT again? Or if not FLAT, then at least not HANGING?  Can I have an AMEN?!

     Well, I'm here to tell you that just this week, I noticed that I no longer have the HANG.  I don't know when that crept up on me, but somewhere along the line, it did.  I've lost 19" off my stomach over the past 14 months and lo & behold, the HANG is gone.  I can see my feet and even those two beautiful scars that were hidden for so long.  I can see how my stomach is getting smaller and if I tilt my head just so and squint my eyes, can actually start to visualize it being FLAT after so many years. It's not FLAT yet, but there's been definite improvement.

     I am ecstatically checking out my belly, my side view and trying on clothes that have hung in my closet forever gathering dust.  You know the ones ... "just in case" .... Well, here I am.  I am NOT bragging but trying to give you all some hope.  Believe me, if I can start to see lift-off, so can YOU.  Keep going, my beautiful Fat Chicks & Chucks.  It IS possible to change that body part - improve it - re-sculpt it and kick the HANG out the door.

     This is where measuring really helps, by the way.  Keep track of your progress.  It's daunting at first but is exciting to see those numbers go down over time.  

     Until next time!