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Tuesday, February 9, 2010

More on weight, with a legal/political slant

Last night, I took Cora to Chick Fil A for dinner, as we usually do on Monday nights, so that she could run around the indoor playground afterwards. Indoor playgrounds full of other people's screaming children are my personal hell, but Cora loves it, so there we are. It's important that she gets the chance to run around as much as possible, instead of being stuck indoors all winter. Part of my plan for her not battling her weight as an adult. We are making good choices when we go out (grilled chicken and fruit cup), and she gets some exercise too.

Of course, I couldn't help but notice how many of the kids there were overweight. Back a billion years ago when I was in school, there was always "the fat kid." Like, one. You noticed "the fat kid," because it wasn't the norm. Now it seems like there's just "the skinny kid." In our region, it's been well-discussed (by folks such as Diane Sawyer) that Mountain Dew is quite popular here. You'll see kids carrying around 20 oz bottles of it. Younger kids, not just teenagers. Obesity and tooth decay, swell. Couple that with all the fast food restaurants, donut joints, and a lack of healthy options, and you have a health crisis. No wonder we've got a prominent hospital here specializing in cardiology.

So, I think it's excellent the First Lady is launching an initiative to fight childhood obesity. It's hard enough trying to not be fat as an adult, without starting out as a fat kid. Schools aren't helping, with no healthy food options, vending machines, and a sad lack of physical education. When I had gym class in high school, all we did was walk around the bleachers for an hour one or two days a week, and went bowling once a week, where we had the option of buying nachos from the concession stand. That was only freshman year, and there was nothing the rest of high school. Middle school wasn't much better. I can't imagine how it is now.

But it's also apparent our culture has changed, as well as our economy. I'm pretty sure people did not eat out so much 30 years ago. We're constantly busy, on the go, and too tired to cook. Eating out is no longer a luxury, it's the norm. Too many people don't know how to cook, or at least not well enough that they'd rather eat what they prepare than go out. So, when states like Tennessee want to pave the way for requiring restaurants to post nutrition information on menus, I think that's an excellent idea. It's not like you don't know a Big Mac is fattening, but other foods aren't so obvious. For instance, if you go to a restaurant and you order a side of vegetables, you think that's healthy, right? Well, it's not so healthy if they've buttered them up, or oiled them down. And you don't know that until you get them, and they're doused in butter. By that time, you might as well have gotten a side of fries instead. Sometimes the calorie content is very surprising. Marketfresh Arby's sandwiches? Holy crap. Get the cheeseburger instead. Or for instance, last week I got the carrot and raisin salad side dish at Chick Fil A, thinking it would be low calorie. It's almost as high in WW's Points as a small fry.

But, of course, some people hate government intervention. (People like those standing around city hall and teabagging each other, and paying a lot of money to see Sarah Palin read off her hand. Classy.) I personally really like government intervention. I like government telling banks they can't rip people off, and I like government telling people they can't commit crimes. I like government checking to make sure our food doesn't have mad cow disease or some flesh-eating bacteria. I like the government requiring the food I buy in the store have nutritional information on it, so I can make good choices. And I'd like the government to require nutritional information in restaurants, since I didn't get to see the label on the packages they opened to make my meal. It's not like it's that costly or time-consuming. It means that I have the ability to make an informed choice of what I eat. It means I'll know if my side of vegetables will arrive smothered in butter, even though the waiter assures me it won't.

Lower the obesity rate, you dramatically lower health care costs across the board. February is American Heart Month, to raise awareness about heart disease. Heart disease is the number 1 killer of women in America. But I guess that's not the government's problem either, right?

Starving

Report after Day 1 of Epic Weight Loss Battle of Doom: I'm starving. I drank even more than the minimum water yesterday, so I just felt bloated and starving. I only exercised for 15 minutes. I ate all the recommended "stuff." I got all my servings of dairy, vegetables/fruits, protein, grains, and oils. I took a multivitamin.

I have become accustomed to eating a lot more, and also snacking at night. That's really really bad. I need to curb the bad habits, and stop thinking so much about food. The problem with being on a diet is constantly thinking about food. I guess that's the philosophy of Weight Watchers is just changing habits, so you don't have to obsess about food. I obsess about food. I love food. I love eating lots of it. That's why I'm overweight.

I also went out and bought a scale. I have not owned a scale since it was stolen from our apartment nearly five years ago. Probably explains how I let my weight consistently creep up. I weighed 20 pounds less when I started graduate school, when I got married, and when I started law school. I weigh about 5 pounds less than I did when I took the bar exam. I weigh 5 pounds more than I did when I got pregnant. I am 45 pounds overweight. I wear a size 14 in pants, a size 12 in skirts, and a size 16 in shirts/jackets.

In other news, this weather sucks. We're currently getting shaved ice dumped on us. And, I suspect the daycare will probably make me come pick up my snotty nose kid soon. She's probably got a sinus infection. Not that she cares she's a snot ball, it sure doesn't slow her down. But I'd hate to have to take her to the doctor, yet again.

So, that's pretty much it. I'm in document review land right now. We keep getting depos and such canceled because of weather, so I think until this crap resolves, we'll be slowing down around here. We don't have any appointments today, and the phone has been pleasantly silent.

Monday, February 8, 2010

The Weight Loss Blog

Today I received my testing date for a certain awesome agency run by the fed that investigates stuff. Which means, I really need to jump start my diet/work-out regimen so I can pass the fitness test. If I'm not going to end up working there, I want it to either be my choice, or just the fact they don't need my particular skill set (what is that particular skill set, you ask? Good question!). I don't want it to be because I'm too fat and out of shape. That would just suck.

So, today starts my epic journey of rapid weight loss/getting totally buff. I'm back on Weight Watchers, drinking gallons of water, and spending most of my day in the bathroom, and I will be working out every day for a minimum of 1 hour of aerobics, in between bathroom breaks. I will need to add in weight training soon as I figure it all out. Later, I will likely add on a Saturday morning pilates class. In 10 weeks, I want to have lost 20 pounds and be able to meet the agency's minimum fitness requirements. Our city is having a half-marathon the end of March, so I would like to be able to do that, even just mostly walking.

Since I'm not going to Weight Watchers meetings, I'll keep a running tab on here of my stats for each week, in an effort to shame myself into compliance. For Lent, I'm giving up my all of my favorite things: pizza, burgers, fries, and "excess bread" (i.e. bread sticks, rolls, etc.).

Is it possible to be in great shape when living such a sedentary lifestyle? I guess we'll find out!

MILP Roundup #136

PT-Lawmom has it. Back here next week.