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Tuesday, April 26, 2011
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Rediscovery, Redefining
For four years, I’ve been known as "That Woman Who’s Lost A Lot Of Weight." While my weight loss is something I truly am grateful for and I am happy my story has inspired a few of you along your own weight-loss journeys, for awhile now, I’ve felt like weight loss is who I am. So over the last few weeks, I’ve been examining what it is I’m truly passionate about, what it is that also defines me.
What I love so much about writing, particularly writing blogs, is that I have access to years ago – a concrete record of what I was thinking/dreaming/analyzing at a specific point in time. It is how the me of yesteryear has often taught, mentored and guided the present me. The following is a blog I wrote for ZenBagLady, one I’d forgotten about until today when I searching for a different piece of writing. But it seems to me that I was supposed to find this one. Reading it was a big step in helping me remember what I’m passionate about.
Remember, your weight doesn’t define you, just as weight loss isn’t who I am; it’s a part of the whole.
The Gleefle That Sneefed – Lynn in First Grade
In my report card dated June 5, 1970, my teacher, Mrs. Marlene Larson, wrote: “Lynn is a good natured and friendly child who is most considerate when associating with her peers…She completes the majority of her assignments with a high degree of accuracy.” It was Mrs. Larson’s nice way of saying, “Lynn is a bit high strung and nervous. She hates conflict, hates to make mistakes, and seems to be growing a large stick out her ass.”
Ah, the good old days.
Academically, first grade was my favorite year ever. That’s when I learned how to write the alphabet, then words, then stories. I apparently was quite good at math, too, but it didn’t take long for my right brain to eat up most of my left brain, and in future years my math skills went in the toilet.
But I could write!
“In our creative writing program,” wrote Mrs. Larson, “Lynn can express her ideas through written communication. Her stories are indicative of advancement in the use of capitalization and punctuation technique.” Not exactly a rave review of the content of my stories, but it’s good to know my love of grammar was apparent from the beginning.
My parents kept a few of my stories. Here are a few I wrote in first grade, verbatim. In a few instances I put the real word in parenthesis so you don’t struggle in guessing what the heck the misspelled word is.
Jan. 28, 1970
My friend
"I have a friend who lives in Omaha her name is Teela her est (used) to live here with me I love her very much her love me to"
OK, so my grammar sucks in that one, but Teela is still my friend (although she doesn’t live in Omaha anymore), and look at the next one and how much my punctuation improved in just a few weeks.
LynnH
March 6, 1970
"If I want to go to the moon I wood see. Captain kangaroo and Donald Duck and Mickey Mouse. And the Man in the moon. That’s how Mane (many). I liked it."
Some girls wrote of becoming a princess. I wrote about seeing Captain Kangaroo on the moon. I was probably inspired by the moon landing seven months prior. Dad and Mom woke up my little brother and I and carried us out to the living room to watch it. Dad said, “Remember this, kids. This is history.” What I remember is sucking my thumb and rubbing my soft white blankie and staring at the black and white TV, too sleepy to think. But somewhere in the back of my mind I was formulating a story. Granted, I was no Phil Nowlan (creator of Buck Rogers), but it’s fun to see that 6-year-old Lynn thought outside the box. I need to tap into my inner child more often, apparently.
This next story was no doubt inspired by my love for Dr. Seuss books. I wish I could remember what was going on in my head as I wrote this because it is incomplete. Either I wasn’t given enough time or I wasn’t given enough space to explain what “sneefing” is. The Gleefle went to the zoo and I’m sure he meant to “sneef” while at the zoo, but he apparently didn’t get past the pig exhibit.
LynnH
May 2, 1970
The Gleefle that Sneefed
"Once upon a time there lived a. Gleefle and he was going to the zoo. He saw a big pig his is a big fat one to."
Sneefing could mean so many things. Maybe that’s what my ex- husband was doing in 1970 when he and his friends got stoned at ZZ Top concerts on the beach in Galveston. Perhaps Nixon was sneefing in the White House.
This has potential as a creative writing assignment: finish the Gleefle story and define “sneef.” Care to post your ideas?
I’ve not known a time when I didn’t write. Throughout school, my grades in language and reading were always top notch, and I’ve kept a journal since fifth grade. I once thought about being a veterinarian, a marketing major, and a teacher, but always, always, I went back to writing. Yes, I am still uptight and anxious, and that stick is still there much of the time, but writing has always been a release, a way for me to understand who I am. I appreciate it for the gift it is.
What were you passionate about as a kid? Did you recognize it then and does your career or educational path reflect that passion? As always, post a comment or send me an email. And don’t forget to make your best guess about “sneefing.”
Pacific Natural Foods Homestyle Creamy Southwestern Corn Soup Review
As I was looking at various soups in the supermarket to review, Pacific Natural Foods Homestyle Creamy Southwestern Corn Soup caught my eye, as it's Vegan, Kosher, gluten free and low fat. The only thing it didn't say was delicious - but I sure was hoping it would be.
NUTRITION FACTSServing Size: 8 ounces
Calories: 90
Total Fat: 1 gram, 2%
Saturated Fat: 0%
Sodium: 450 mg, 19%
Carbohydrates: 20 grams
Fiber: 2 grams, 8%
Sugar: 2 grams
Protein: 2 grams
Now this soup has a lot to live up to because V8 SouthWestern Corn Soup is the BUSINESS! Unfortunately for Pacific Foods, I had already experienced what a delicious "Southwestern" corn soup tastes like, and I wasn't impressed with their rendition.
First off, it could really be described as just creamy corn soup, because that it was ... creamy and slightly sweet. What it didn't have was any kind of Southwestern flavor AT ALL. I didn't get a hint of spicy - even the Muir Glen Organic Chicken Tortilla Soup Review has more of a spicy kick than this. Still, this soup isn't really bad, in fact, the more I ate, the better I thought it tasted and it didn't seem as sweet as at first.
Each cup of Pacific Natural Foods Homestyle Creamy Southwestern Corn Soup provides 90 calories from 1 gram of total fat, no saturated fat, 450 mg of sodium (19% of the daily value), 2 grams of fiber, sugars & protein. The ingredients are, filtered water, sweet corn, rice flour, onion, evaporated cane juice, seasoning (spices, salt, garlic, onion, evaporated cane juice, cilantro, sunflower oil), sea salt, guar gum.
I purchased a 32 ounce box for $2.50 which is very economical, but this is not my favorite variety. I prefer Pacific Natural Foods Organic Roasted Red Pepper and Tomato Soup and Creamy Roasted Carrot Soup.
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Monday, April 25, 2011
The Weekly Blush
Shenanigans from April 4 - 10 , 2011.
Food: Last week on i{ate}A{pie}.net it was all Soup Reviews - and they were either all natural or organic.
I was so happy to discover Muir Glen Organic Chicken Tortilla Soup and Muir Glen Organic Southwest Black Bean Soup. Plus Kettle Cuisine Thai Curry Chicken Soup and Pacific Natural Foods Homestyle Creamy Southwestern Corn Soup were also pretty good. This week, we'll be looking in the freezer aisle!
The results for the poll, What Do You Look For in a Nutrition Bar {Poll}, showed that 51% of you picked low calories, followed by 37% for high protein. Only 16% voted for high fiber - I thought that would be the main choice - while approximately 12% of you picked low sugar, natural organic, or don't eat nutrition bars often.
Workout Music: We had 2 totally different vibes going on last week with our workout playlists.
Mission Hulktopia Workout Playlist (rock) and Chop Suey Style Workout Playlist (dance and electronic) - but as usual they are fresh and funky - time to update the tunes on your mp3 player!
Working on mah Fitness: Race #5 for the year was my 2nd Half Marathon on April 3rd (race recap at IntheGym.net).
In a word - this race was HILLY! And Race #6 was a 7.2 mile event - also very HILLY!!! We're talking monstrous, beastly rolling hills that just kept coming and coming - at one point I tried to tell myself I was going downhill no matter what I actually saw ... it didn't work. I did improve over my 1st half marathon time, but I have to admit I totally sucked in race #6 - I should say I "race walked" instead of ran. Oh well - On to the next one as Jay-Z says.
Fit Links: I shared my favorite fitness related links over at IntheGym.net on the weekend, but the 2 MUST check out links are:
Both are really powerful and so imspirational.
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Fat Talk and Why I Don’t Do It Anymore (guest post).
Hey MizFit lovers!
I am Maria and I write a little (not very well known) blog called RealFitMama. I write about everything from almost pooping my pants on a run to running a 5k with my daughter; from exposing myself to all of the internet and then exposing myself for a second time. I love to write. I love to write about food. I love to write about my life. I love to write about my daughters. I really just love to write.
It’s what I want to do when I “grow up”.
Today I want to write about fat talk and why I don’t do it anymore.
I have struggled with my body and feelings towards my body from a very early age. I don’t really know what started it or when it happened, but I was young and it hit me hard. I would compare myself to girls at school, girls I saw on television and girls I saw in magazines. I was constantly going on this diet or that diet or skipping breakfast only to gorge at lunch. I vowed not to be like all the women in my family…fat.
My younger sister was naturally thin. She never worried about what she ate, how much she ate, what size her jeans were or what size they weren’t. I did. All the time. And I couldn’t stop.
I never told my parents (or any adult for that matter) but I struggled with disordered eating all of my life. I had a love hate relationship with food that just got worse and worse until I would skip eating all together for days at a time.
Once I saw the number I thought I was looking for show up on that bathroom scale I would allow myself to binge on cereal, chips & dip, ice cream or whatever I could find. Then, without hesitation, I would start the whole cycle over again.
Looking back I wasn’t fat, but I was definitely over weight. At the age of 16, being 5’5? tall I weighed 145lbs. Obviously not fat. But was in desperate need of getting into shape and learning how to eat and be healthy.
I walked around with this secret for many years. It ate away at me. I would tell myself I was too fat to be loved. I was too fat to have a boyfriend. I was too hideous for any guy to ever be interested in me. I would crack jokes around my friends about my “ghetto booty”, my “thunder thighs” and my “birthing hips” to make my weight not so serious.
But also I was hoping that someone would say, “Oh Maria, you’re beautiful. You’re not fat at all.” All these negative comments and hateful thoughts about myself caused me to do things to my body that no one should ever do.
At night, after everyone had gone to bed, I would sit in my room with a sharpie and mark on my thighs and hips. I would draw lines to signify how thin I wanted them to be. I would draw circles on my stomach to represent the “fat” that I wanted to be removed. I would stay up late into the night marking up my flesh and crying about how fat I was. Most nights I would cry myself to sleep with a pain in my stomach. That pain was almost always hunger.
After graduating high school I started working at a local restaurant and moved into an apartment with my boyfriend. A lot of the people that worked there were using cocaine, meth or drinking all the time. They were all so thin. They were all so (seemingly) happy. I wanted to be like them, but not like that. Drugs were something I could never bring myself to try. THANKFULLY!
Instead I would decide every night exactly what I was going to allow myself to eat the next day. I would come up with my workout plan for the next day and I would stick to it. Faithfully. I ended up losing a bit of weight. I think by the time I found out I was pregnant with my daughter I weighed about 130lbs.
Jason and I weren’t married yet and that caused a huge rift throughout the families. By the time we got married I had gained about 20lbs due to stress, pregnancy and falling back into old habits.
I was so excited to be pregnant with our first child that I gave myself a “free pass” to eat whatever I wanted whenever I wanted. When I went into labor with Linsey I had ballooned up to 200lbs.
Something in my brain clicked that day. I knew I didn’t want to be “fat” like the women in my family, but I knew I didn’t want to obsess about weight for the rest of my life either. I did not want to be drawing on my fat with a sharpie when I was 45 years old and I certainly did not want my daughter to be in her room at 15 years old drawing on her thighs with a sharpie either.
I made a choice. I vowed never to say, think or feel hurtful things towards myself again.
This vow was harder than I thought it would be, but as the days passed it got easier. I started to learn about food and what was healthy. I started to exercise in a way that I could maintain and enjoy. I started loosing weight slowly and stopped weighing myself everyday. I continued down this path for 6 years. I began training to run my first marathon. I was loving exercise, had become a vegetarian and really felt good about myself and my body.
Then I found out I was pregnant again. We were going to have another daughter. I knew that the decisions I had made when Linsey was born were the reasons I wasn’t freaking about being pregnant and gaining weight again. I knew how to do it in a healthy way. And I did. When Regan was born I had only gained 32lbs.
Now that my girls are here I can’t imagine ever behaving the way I did when I was younger. I still have my days when I’m not in love with my body, I feel like I have eaten way too much or I feel bad for skipping a workout, but I don’t let it consume me. I move on and start again the next day. I still weight myself, but not obsessively. I weigh once a week or once every two weeks. I no longer count calories or obsess over how much I’m eating. I stick to general rules of health. Eat until I’m full and then stop. Workout for at least 30 minutes 4-5 times a week.
I’m comfortable in my skin and love my body more now than I ever have in my life. I’m so comfortable that sometimes, when it’s really hot out, I will run in shorts and sports bra without thinking twice about it!
Fat talk destroys who you are and who you can become. Fat talk is abusive and dangerous. I swore when I became a mother that my girls would never hear the word fat and I have stuck to that for 10 years. I want to raise happy, healthy, strong women that know they are beautiful inside and out. I want them to know their mother loves them and that their mother loves herself too.
Linsey, 10 years old (above)
Regan, 3 years old (below)
I would never speak to them the way I used to speak to myself. My goal is that I have ended a cycle of destructive, negative and hurtful obsession over weight. Only time will tell…
Maria
It’s not who you are that holds you back, it’s who you think you’re not. ~ Author Unknown
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