{"id":3673,"date":"2014-11-10T14:01:52","date_gmt":"2014-11-10T14:01:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/?p=3673"},"modified":"2014-11-10T14:01:52","modified_gmt":"2014-11-10T14:01:52","slug":"weight","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/?p=3673","title":{"rendered":"Weight"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I have never been what you would call skinny, although when I look at younger pictures of myself, I look pretty slim for me. I have even had friends tell me I was tiny, although I think that is an exaggeration. Funny, though, even then I always felt fat. \u00a0We women do that to ourselves, don&#8217;t we?<\/p>\n<p>I have done so many diets through the years. \u00a0I tried the Adkins diet until I almost destroyed my kidneys and my doctor ordered me to get off it. \u00a0I did lose inches on that diet, but the thing about it is, you gain the weight back and sometimes even more. \u00a0It is not a healthy diet.<\/p>\n<p>When I lived in Richmond years ago, a friend and I took a weight loss \u00a0class at the YMCA once a week for a time. \u00a0We got recipes that included cauliflower pudding?! \u00a0That was awful. \u00a0There were some tuna recipes that weren&#8217;t too bad. \u00a0Neither of us lost any weight.<\/p>\n<p>When we moved down here I took an exercise class and learned to run. \u00a0I did not like running and still don&#8217;t. \u00a0I did finally run a mile, but that is as far as I have ever run. \u00a0I don&#8217;t run anymore.<\/p>\n<p>I gained weight with each baby and it became harder and harder to take it off. \u00a0Besides that, I love to eat and have a hearty appetite. \u00a0My mother was such a good cook that I always had good food to eat while growing up. \u00a0I was very active and spent most of my time outdoors playing so I stayed pretty slim.<\/p>\n<p>Then I married and had to cook for a family and was always in the kitchen with food. \u00a0I cooked like my mother. \u00a0Foods that were high calorie and high in fat. \u00a0Not good for someone who puts on weight easily. \u00a0But I stayed relatively slim until I hit the big &#8220;M.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I joined an exercise club that David had given to me as a gift for Christmas because I had asked for it. \u00a0David has never said anything about my weight. \u00a0He loves me thick or thin as I love him. \u00a0He&#8217;s had his issues with weight also. \u00a0I will have to tell you some time about the time when he was in the National Guard and he went away on his two week training sort of chunky and came back looking very thin and I thought something was the matter with him. \u00a0He had just decided to lose weight and cut down on eating while in the woods and the weight dropped off. \u00a0That&#8217;s what happens when men diet. \u00a0It&#8217;s so easy for them, it seems.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway, I went to that exercise place for weeks and exercised like mad and guess what? \u00a0 I lost not one pound and only three quarters of an inch on my waist. \u00a0I quit. \u00a0From that day I decided I was not going to be a slave of the scale any longer. \u00a0I have not weighed myself since that day and when I get weighed at the doctor&#8217;s office, I don&#8217;t look and tell the nurse not to tell me my weight because I don&#8217;t really care. \u00a0You don&#8217;t know how freeing it is when you aren&#8217;t thinking about food all the time and you aren&#8217;t fretting over that pound or two you gained. \u00a0I never worry about my weight any more. \u00a0It&#8217;s been decades and I still don&#8217;t have a clue how much I weigh. \u00a0Honest. \u00a0Cross my heart.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Weight came on and didn&#8217;t go off. \u00a0Then, something happened to my metabolism a couple of years ago and I started to lose weight for no reason at all. \u00a0I wasn&#8217;t sick, I just didn&#8217;t feel like eating much and I lost pant sizes it seemed overnight. \u00a0When I went to my regular doctor&#8217;s visit, he told me I had lost eighty pounds. \u00a0Eighty pounds!!!!!!!! \u00a0That&#8217;s a whole kid. \u00a0He asked me how I did it and I really couldn&#8217;t tell him. I still didn&#8217;t ask him how much I weighed. \u00a0I had begun the 10,000 \u00a0steps a day walk routine and I believe that is how it happened. That is all I could think of.<\/p>\n<p>I began to have people ask me how I lost weight and I couldn&#8217;t tell them. \u00a0It was really weird. \u00a0I had people commenting to me about how little I was. \u00a0For some strange reason that made me a little disturbed. \u00a0I didn&#8217;t like the attention. \u00a0I was still the same person. \u00a0I didn&#8217;t even care that much that I had lost weight other than I got to go out and buy a whole new wardrobe.<\/p>\n<p>I walked daily and kept the weight off. \u00a0Then I pulled a muscle in my leg and could barely walk a mile. \u00a0I got lazy then and didn&#8217;t walk as much as I had been. \u00a0I had been walking five miles a day several times a week. \u00a0Now I have had to work up to three miles a day again because I am getting ready to walk a 5K on Thanksgiving Day. \u00a0I have walked two 5Ks this year.<\/p>\n<p>I gained some of the weight back although not as much as I was and now I eat only two meals a day. \u00a0Breakfast and one when David gets home. \u00a0I hope when I go back to the doctor in March that he will say I have lost weight again. \u00a0I won&#8217;t weigh myself every day though. \u00a0I will never do that.<\/p>\n<p>My downfall is that I like sweets. \u00a0David and I are both sweetaholics. \u00a0I could just eat sweets every day and be happy, but that wouldn&#8217;t be healthy, would it? \u00a0So I try to eat a salad every single day and lots of vegetable.<\/p>\n<p>Do you struggle with weight? \u00a0Don&#8217;t allow it to become your whole world. \u00a0There is so much to enjoy in this world besides worrying about how other people think of us. \u00a0I have learned that the people who like me like me for myself not because I weigh a certain weight. \u00a0I can honestly say, I never look at a person and thought, wow, they are overweight. \u00a0 \u00a0In fact, I generally don&#8217;t even see if someone is overweight if they are a friend of mine. \u00a0 Life is way too short to judge people by their weight. \u00a0A good heart can be enveloped in some fat and that&#8217;s okay with me.<\/p>\n<p>My daddy was thin all his life and he still died of heart disease. \u00a0I think it&#8217;s hereditary, but so far, I have a really healthy heart. \u00a0I took a stress test years ago and passed it with flying colors.<\/p>\n<p>What I am trying to say in this long commentary is that weight is not all that important in the scheme of things. \u00a0If you are grossly overweight, it might be good for you to lose some pounds for your health, but I see too many women worrying about a pound or two they have gained. \u00a0There are whole industries playing on women&#8217;s insecurities. \u00a0I refuse to play their game.<\/p>\n<p>If you disagree with me, that&#8217;s okay too. \u00a0That&#8217;s what makes us all different.<\/p>\n<p>Now I think I will go eat a piece of that pineapple upside down biscuit I made the other day. \u00a0Bye.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I have never been what you would call skinny, although when I look at younger pictures of myself, I look pretty slim for me. I have even had friends tell me I was tiny, although I think that is an exaggeration. Funny, though, even then I always felt fat. \u00a0We women do that to ourselves, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[19],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3673","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-things-on-my-mind"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3673","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3673"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3673\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3678,"href":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3673\/revisions\/3678"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3673"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3673"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3673"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}