#91 - Tonight I'm Not Afraid To Tell You  

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[For You I Will (Confidence), Teddy Geiger]
So, after yesterday's intensely personal (maybe even powerful?  Not in a conceited way, but it was pretty moving for me, that's for sure)  post, I'm glad to report that today went well eating wise.  I didn't overeat, which is big time for me, and, even more amazingly, there was a long period of multiple hours where I wanted, Wanted, WANTED to eat something, and I just kept thinking of various things I could eat, things we had, things I could make, things meant for later that I could snack on... and I ate none of it.  I wasn't remotely hungry... I was merely seeking to feed the beast in me that tells me my god is my stomach and that I am to bow down in reverent worship by stuffing my face.  To see that beast begin to die, even a little, is a huge victory.
Today was Day 1 in my new commitment.  Only I can't count it.  Why?  I only worked on half the equation and despite the excuses I want to cling to (I thought my couture Ross Posh reference was really witty, btw) if I'm not working on both sides then I can't consider myself to be making any real progress.  If you haven't figured it out yet, here goes:
I still didn't do a lick of exercise.  
I have GOT to figure out a way to make myself start exercising.  Maybe it's time to re-enlist the Foode Fight rewards?   This post in particular really lays out the idea... it could probably use some modifications, but I have to figure out something.  Knowing that I should isn't enough.  Seeing pictures of normal friends living normal lives and wishing I could do regular stuff like leaving my house and going places isn't enough.  Feeling guilty isn't enough.  I wish some of you (Molly, Darla, Bekah, others who will probably hate me for not having them jump to mind in this instant... no hurt feelings!  They just are the ones I thought of first!) lived here in Seattle and would drag my butt walking.  Even with my feet problems (the likelihood of fractures... I can feel at least one in my right foot and pain shoots up from the fall to the base of my ankle.  And yeah, preach about going to the doctor- I just got a $450 bill for my ER visit from the back injury, so... not right now.) if I could walk even 15 minutes a day that would help weight come off and then as weight comes off I could walk more.
I have got to find a way to get myself to do it.  One huge thing that I never do is pray about it.  I pray for help with the food, but not with the exercise.  Know why?
If you guessed this, you're a genius:
I want to overcome the addiction to food, and to have the power it wields completely annihilated.  I don't, however, want to exercise.  Should, yes, but just don't wanna.  If I pray about it then I might actually be convicted enough to start *oh, the horror* actually exercising.  I'd rather not and get the health benefits as if I did.
The craziest part is that I like the idea of exercise.  I'd love to be fit and healthy and part of the "active" club.  It's always been so exclusive and I felt like the girl showing up to an extremely formal black-and-white affair wearing this:
It just doesn't work.  Everyone stares, knows you don't belong, and if they're snotty uptight jerks they criticize and humiliate you.  I know this well, and avoid reliving it when I can.
Speaking of formal affairs, I have a wedding this weekend (my aunt, though she's only 3 years older than I am) and despite knowing it won't be super formal I'm feeling apprehensive because I have no nice clothes.  Nothing fits.  I have my one pair of fabulous Lane Bryant Right Fit jeans (PAY ME, LB.) and I love them but I don't even know what shirt I'd wear.  I'm putting it off until Saturday morning... it's not like I can afford to buy anything- even $1 is a lot to us right now, seriously.  Plus, it's not practical, even if money wasn't such an issue-- I will not remain this big and spending money on clothes at this size is a waste of time, plus it gives me a reason to stay here.  The end.
Can I just say that it sucks to fit into so little?  I have tons of clothes, many very cute, yet I can wear so very few of them.  Mainly, the problem is that I spent like 4 years at a size 24, and during those years I bought the vast majority of my clothes.  Then, when I lost weight at the beginning of last year (read about halfway down the post, in between the picture of me in a pink shirt at a desk eating a slice of pizza and the first one of Jason and me, both in blue shirts) I got rid of my "fat"clothes.  Right now, a 26 fits but a 28 is more comfortable.  I have almost no clothes in either of those sizes because I totally tossed them (to charity) in my "oh my gosh I'm 301 pounds!  In another week I'll never see the 300's on a scale I step onto AGAIN!!" phase.  Then I got fatter again... not quite the "again" I was hoping for on that one :(
So, to be quite frank, since I'm home alone all day I just don't wear anything.  I actually far prefer to be naked-- clothes are so restricting, even when they do fit properly, but I'm getting to the point where the thought of getting dressed and going anywhere- even to the mailbox,  or the grill outside during dinner- feels a little overwhelming.
I wore clothes today- a 3x T-Shirt and cotton stretchy shorts in i-dunno-what-size, and when my husband got home he did a double take and was like, "Whoa-- you're wearing clothes."  
This is really sad- I mean, I'm fine with being naked in my own home, but only if it's for the joy of being naked.  Wearing no clothes because I'm too fat to fit into anything?  Um, hello scary-- next thing you know I'll be the 800-lb woman who has to get a hole cut into her house with a dozen buff dudes from the firehouse hauling me out.  And, to boot, I'll be naked so they'll have to cover me with a couple of king sized sheets sewn together.
Like I said, hello scary.
I'd like to think I could never become that lady, and that I'm somehow different- above- becoming one of "those" people, but am I really so far away?  I hate to exercise and refuse to do it and the one exercise I had going for me- DDR- has been totally outlawed by my doctors because I'm too fat and it's basically brutally raping my joints and feet.  Fanfreakingtastic!  This is why I really- really- must figure out a way to get myself to exercise.  And well meaning suggestions to create a rewards / incentive system for myself never works.  Say I make a deal that if I exercise I can put $5 toward something I want... what I end up doing is either deciding I don't want the thing that much, or I decide that I will just buy it anyway if it's something I REALLY want.  Or, people always suggest only letting myself watch TV if I'm exercising as I watch.  Never works.  I just either don't watch or watch without exercising.  Because I hate exercise and will make any and every reason in the world to get out of it.  It's rather terrifying how "the dog ate my homework" I become with regards to the dirty E-word.
It's terrible, and I know it.  So this is why the #1 priority must be that I start praying for a desire and then the motivation to exercise.  In addition, I have to be humble and request that those of you in my core support group might consider revamping the FFR system (btw, it's totally called FFR now-- if I can't have my DDR then maybe I can have FFR!!).  I don't take it lightly that I'm asking, because I feel like a lame-o beggar sitting on the street corner with a sign reading "hard times need money for food for family GOD BLESS" and you are the person right in front of them in your car at the stoplight feeling torn between compassion and wondering if the $$$ you worked so hard to earn will just go to booze if you motion to the guy to come get 5 bucks.  But, I can't do this alone and I trust that those who truly want to help will and those who don't simply won't and that's totally cool.
So that's that.  I need to exercise.  Even if you don't want in on FFR and aren't one much for prayer, any suggestions that work for you in motivating yourself to get off your arse are welcome.  I'm not sure if they'll work for me, but it can't hurt to get ideas.
I'll end with one quickie- we got a new (to us!) loveseat today! (thanks, April!  It totally rocked my world-- be prepared for shock and awe at the upgrade, thanks to you and your sweet hook-up!)
Behold, our old (comfy but utterly ugly) couch:
And our new loveseat:
Total upgrade, right?  The best part is that it was free- a couple is getting married and some of the furniture has to go so they were just happy to get this off of their hands.  It's microsuede and the perfect neutral-yet-earth-tones-friendly color for the way I want our living room to evolve.  I know that we're newlyweds (though, officially, the "honeymoon" phase ends on our 1-year anniversary a month from Friday!) and we're in our twenties and we're not supposed to have lots of nice furniture and such, but I'm also excited to continually develop a decor that has lost all sense of "college-kid".  So that was a happy highlight in our day :) 
Oh, one more thing (sorry!):
Today was my 5,000th hit!  Crazy!  That's over an average of 800 hits a month and I know I usually see 20-30 hits a day mostly from a faithful core of readers.  If you live in Rocky Mt, NC and use a Mac then #1) I'm totally jealous of your computer and #2) You were my 5,000th visitor!
I was feeling really cool about that until I realized that my much beloved friend Darla's blog has had over 30,000 hits in just under three years.  Only... now I feel stupid because I just realized that I'm actually moving at that same rate (5,000 hits in 6 months = 10,000 hits a year, x three years = 30,000 hits... I'm kind of an idiot.).  In my defense, though, I thought her blog was newer than that and only just now realized how long she's actually been penning the thing despite the fact that I've read it since day one! 
Oh, well, now there's a free plug to check out her blog- she's actually a role model for me, because she loves good food, eats and cooks good food (not just bland boring "healthy" stuff, but things that are original and fun and tasty and full of flavor), writes about said good foods, and still manages to be smoking hot and totally fit.  And she's a wonderful friend, to boot-- likely the closest I'll ever be to having a sister.  
That's a happy note to (finally, no?) end on.

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Why, I live in Rocky Mount and use a Mac! You can be jealous of my computer, but don't be jealous of my location! :)
Ha, I totally hear on having no clothes. I lost some weight my first year of TFA and got rid of all my clothes. Then, of course, I got pregnant and those clothes would have been PERFECT for that early pregnancy when nothing I had fit but I wasn't ready for maternity clothes. I was so mad! Then it was the same way after I had my son. Now I weigh what I did pre-pregnancy, but I REALLY need to tone up-- my stomach is still a mess. So things just don't fit quite right. I wear Spanx a lot-- yep, I'm 28 and wearing a girdle!
Speaking of kids, you never told your spanking philosophy! I'm curious!
Have you started nannying yet? When will that begin?

August 7, 2008 at 7:56 AM

Hey Tammy, thank you so much for the comment on my blog post about my job search frustration. Everything you said was exactly what I needed to hear, so it's much appreciated!
Also, I have some clothes in size 26/28, if you're interested. I can't wear them anymore, but I would be happy to pass them along to you, if you'd like. I have 2 v-neck sweaters with bell sleeves (one rainbow-colored, one brown/blue/green), both from Lane Bryant, and a black & white gypsy-style skirt that I think is a size 26 or 28. It's got an elastic waist, and it's from Avenue.
I have the clothes listed on Craiglist, but apparently nobody in Savannah buys clothes on Craigslist!
Shoot me an e-mail at doublechinned@gmail.com if you're interested, and I'll send you the Craigslist link. :)
Also, for your exercise dilemma, check out this link: http://www.startribune.com/slideshows/16799551.html. It's the story of a guy who lost 300 lbs. by bicycling. It's quite inspiring.

August 7, 2008 at 8:10 AM

Colleen-- Sweet- maybe it was you! As for spanking, I'll try to explain it without going on for 120 lines!

I'm going to read more about it in my (amazing) Shepherding a Child's Heart book, but basically I believe that the "spare the rod, spoil the child" premise is true. And if you think of spoiled in the context of what the word actually means- something that becomes damaged and is no longer good (like milk, for example) then that's what is happening to the child.

There are arguments about other methods, etc, but like I said- I'm going to read more, but here's how I could do it were I to spank a child- I'll use a real-life illustration as a model :)

I was at a friend's house a couple of months ago. Her 3 year old son freaked out and whaled on his 1 yr old brother over a toy. She told him to give the toy back and apologize. He flipped out more, threw the toy (at her). She immediately told him, "You just hurt me and sinned against me and your brother. You need to go sit in time out."

He went to time out, screamed, and slammed some random object he found against the floor and wall again and again. This time, she told him to go to his room and take the time to calm down (and usually this works really well for this child- he knows he needs removal when he flips out-- I've seen him remove himself and go sit alone before, at his third birthday party, b/c he knew he was starting to lose control and get mean). This time, though, he screamed angrily all the way up the stairs and started slamming his door open and shut. She fought the (clear) urge to yell, took a deep breath, went upstairs, and told him he was going to get a spanking and that he needed to sit on his bed and think about what he had done, why it was sin, and why his heart was leading him to be this way.

He immediately changed his cry from anger to desperation, as only a 3 year old can, of "no don't spank me". His defiance stopped when he was faced with the ultimate consequence. She told him he needed the time to think, so she shut his door, came downstairs, and cooled herself of. I could tell she was praying and seeking the wisdom to deal with him in a way that honors God and that will help shepherd his heart to understanding sin vs obedience to God, and not just behavior modification (plus, she told me !).

When she was calm, she took up what I assume is the spanking spoon (a wooden spoon of sorts), sat down with him, and talked with him about our hearts and how wicked they can be and what the Bible says about obeying God's rules and loving others. She gently talked to him to get out of him why he got so selfish and angry and he shared what was going on in him (as much as a 3 year old can). Then, she explained that she loves him, and it pains her to spank him, but God's Word commands her to because she has to obey God's guidelines for a Biblical parent because she's under God's authority just like he, the boy, is under her and God's authority.

Then, she spanked him (2-3 times, enough to sting and illicit a cry but the marks were gone in like 5 minutes, so not a mean and hard angrily dealt hit), held him while he cried, told him how much she loves him and prays he'll love Jesus and learn to have a heart that loves and serves others as Jesus would, and just basically soothed him without excusing his sin. When he calmed down she gently helped him through asking for forgiveness from God for sinning, and then from her (she forgave him and hugged him and told him she loved him and thanked him for asking for forgiveness). Then she walked him through asking his little brother, having them hug and love each other. Then he was totally fine, for a few hours at least-- he is a 3 year old boy, after all :)

So that did get long, but I like the main principals-- don't focus on behavior, focus on the heart, and the need to obey God because He loves us and wants us to have good, loving relationships and not angry/sad/mean/selfish relationships with others. He's only 3, but I can see him growing up to respect the gravity of his sin, not just pure behavior modification that leads to doing the right thing for the wrong reasons (approval from parents, to get rewards, etc).

So there you go :)

Allison-- I'm going to go watch that video right now!

August 7, 2008 at 12:58 PM

OK, so yesterday, on my way to the gym (yay!) I was thinking about working out and losing prenancy weight. Nearly all the moms I know (and don't know, but read their stuff) complain about how hard it is to lose the weight. I'm not saying it's easy or that I've done it (I haven't - dangit!), but what I realized is that it's not hard to lose the weight. It's just hard to have self control. If I didn't eat dessert or fatty foods or more calories than I need, and if I worked out every day, then I would probably be back in my pre-preg clothes. But I do eat dessert. And I don't work out every day. And I haven't lost the weight. And I'm not back in my beloved designer jeans. It's a choice...

I'm very glad you're back on the train - or getting back on. I fall off weekly! But it's the getting back on that counts. ANd no diets allowed - because you just end up putting the weight back on once you stop the diet.

Now, if only I could choose to be creative and cook yummy good-for-me foods like Darla apparently does... :)

Thanks for mentioning me by name btw, I feel special!

Oh, and I really am going to reply to your message - promise!

August 7, 2008 at 2:55 PM

re: exercise
Have you thought about swimming? Or water arobics? I know it seems kinda old lady-ish, but I did one once and it was fun. (and you probably already are thinking this, but just in case...)Don't make excuses about it - it's great exercise and easy on the joints!

re: spanking
Oh, if only more parents did even 1/3 of those steps and techniques when their children need it - how much better the world would be! I've worked with behaviorally disturbed kids and can only imagine how much better of they might have been with decent parents!

re: wedding dilema
I suggest you wear the jeans and a simple top and dress up your head with fun jewelry, fun hair and fun makeup.

August 7, 2008 at 4:01 PM

Bek,

Ok, I started a reply but I'm just gonna change it to a FB message b/c it's crazy long :)

August 7, 2008 at 4:03 PM

Molly-

Ok, you are fabulous! Seriously- are you sure you're not another sister that I never had? And when are you moving to Seattle? Because I'm pretty sure you need to.

re:exercise - I really should look back into joining a gym. Financially at this moment it's a no-can-do but once I get going on my nanny job there is no reason why I can't go at least on Mon-Fri, and swimming is something the doctor recommended. But I will look into it.

re: spanking - I agree. The book Shepherding A Child's Heart is completely transforming how I look at parenting and I sit here and wonder how all of the non-Christians / Christians who don't parent like this do it... when you read the book, at least for me, it resonates deeply as not "good" way, or "preferable" way, but THE way to raise godly offspring. A daunting task, to be sure, and I hope I do have few years to prepare, particularly while nannying, but I hope I absorb it and parent that way because I just can't imagine NOT parenting in such a way.

re:wedding - that's a FANTASTIC idea and something like it was at the back of my mind (at least regarding hair/makeup) so I think that is what I will do. You're awesome!!

August 7, 2008 at 4:24 PM

I really want to say that it amazes me how honest you are in your blog. It REALLY amazes me.

August 8, 2008 at 12:34 AM

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