A Thought Dawns
I spent Saturday night on my couch, watching the E! channel. I claim to be disinterested in celebrities, but I actually love all that b.s.
Also, I enjoy the exclamation mark.
Anyway, it was either on that channel or VH-1 that I ended up watching the train wreck that is Vince Neil being remade. Oh. My.
After that traumatic piece, I watched My Coolest Years: the metalheads which basically was my husband's social peers. Oh, I laughed and laughed.
The next morning, I woke up and regarded my puffy face in the mirror. I've been studiously "accepting" myself for a long time, because it's easier for me to bask in self-love than it is to face up to the fact that I need to take off a bunch of weight, and that means applying myself to another task.
I caught my husband looking at his waist and sighing in the mirror today, after we spent last night snuggling and watching Food TV's new show about weight loss challenges. We both need to lose. The woman on the show kept saying "I had every excuse. I'm a mom, I'm can't find time, I just don't lose quickly, I can't plan..."
Oh. Crap. That's me. Except she had a pool.
As my husband was getting ready to leave, we decided that we would need to hire a personal trainer, a chef and a nutritionist. Oh, and some stylists, hair and makeup specialists, and all that good stuff. Then we would be fabulous. Hey, if Vince Neil could pull it together with all those professionals...
I loved all the 'secrets' they offered up. Eat less. Exercise more. No. Really? I'm like, shocked! Can it be that simple?
Bleh. My old post-partum excuse and my self-depricating humor (where I call myself a garden gnome) are lacking pizazz. So, my big thought: Eat less. Exercise more. Brilliant! I can totally do that!
Gah. It's a curse, this happy-go-lucky personality of mine. I wish for happy and healthy, in that order. The happy masks the unhealthy. I need to stare the unhealthy straight in the face and let it make me unhappy enough to move on it.
I would be such a fascinating reality show subject, wouldn't I?
Dr. Phil: You're FAT! You wanna be fat!
Me: But I'm happy! I like myself!
Dr. Phil: You're in denial. You hate yourself, and you're fat.
Me: Happy! Love!
Dr. Phil: Fat! Hate!
Me: La la la.
Dr. Phil: What is wrong with you?
Me: La la la :)
Wish me and the hubs luck. We need to do this, but the want is still lagging behind, and we all know that without the want, failure is guaranteed.
Comments
You forgot...
Dr. Phil: And how's that working out for ya?
You: LALLER LALLER LALLER!
:)
Posted by: Mir | January 3, 2005 10:00 AM
Mir stole my line...
I'm left with "Good luck with that..."
Posted by: ben | January 3, 2005 10:57 AM
...and then Dr. Phil's head explodes and the people rejoice ;-)
Posted by: Chris | January 3, 2005 11:16 AM
Oh too funny! I was watching the same 2 shows on Saturday night! I'm loving "My Coolest Years" and can I just say that there is something totally un-rock-and-roll about Vince Neil getting a face lift?
Posted by: Lindsey | January 3, 2005 12:48 PM
I so totally hear you on the lack of want. My "want" is to eat what I darn well please.
Posted by: Stephanie C. | January 3, 2005 1:17 PM
That's so weird. I was just sitting here, muttering about my jeans shrinking and cutting into my gut. I need to lose about 60 pounds (seriously) and I was hoping you would have better advice than "Eat less, exercise more". Sounds so easy, but we all know the reality. Eat more, exercise....what's less than None?
Good luck to us, maybe this will be the year.
Posted by: Tammy | January 3, 2005 2:00 PM
good luck. My and hubbs are working on that plan too. It's the getting up at 5:45 Am that is killing me. (We don't have kids yet) I shouldn't have an excuse at all.
Posted by: Jazzy | January 3, 2005 2:25 PM
After four kids, I so need a body makeover, or at least a major body reduction. Maybe we could do a BLOG CHALLENGE? If I am held accountable for not eating leftover mac and cheese and pizza crusts, and excercising, maybe, just maybe, I would stick to healthy living. What do you think? Want a buddy? How could we do it?
Posted by: cooper | January 3, 2005 4:18 PM
I'm admitting here publicly that I too saw seom of that Vince ONeill show. Wow. And did you see his wife? I'm sorry, but she ain't no Pammy Anderson.
Posted by: Marcia | January 3, 2005 5:36 PM
Mir stole my response! He he. I say that to my kids "Colby, How's that working for ya?" I love Dr. Phil. He's so funny. I think he's full of shit at times but I love watching the idiots that trot on thinking he won't reem them a new one. I heard green tea helps regulate the blood sugar which will keep you from eating alot. Maybe you should try and let me know "How's that working for ya?"
Posted by: jenni | January 3, 2005 7:57 PM
I just say I need to lose my "baby" weight. Although since my most recent baby is now 9.5 years old I may have to find another excuse soon.
Posted by: TW | January 3, 2005 8:12 PM
Dr. Phil looks like someone that needs to eat less and exercise more if you ask me.
If the La La La doesn't work, a sample of the Scream of Doom will.
Posted by: Blex | January 4, 2005 9:03 AM