Yup, I've put on some pounds since losing my job in July. (I will only remark that with so much time on my hands I should have gotten into terrific shape - I didn't). I do love to cook - I've already expressed that and it's not so much even cooking as it is baking; I have a collection of dessert cookbooks that I have amassed, and oddly enough I actually use them.
I will agree that 210 is a little on the heavy side for a guy who stands 5'5 and I might even quote Garfield in saying that it's "not so much that I'm overweight, but that I'm undertall." Yeah, I'm a little heavier than I like to be and my jeans are a little too snug (which is easily remedied by simply not washing them - however, this is not really an option).
So I signed up today for the 50MillionPound.com challenge. It's this on-line, Oprah, BiggestLoser thing where people-of-size are logging in to get encouragement and diet plans to help shed some weight... 50 Million is a big goal...
AND THERE IT WAS...
Click here to check your BMI...
...and I did...
...and I don't know why. I've been here before. At 5'5 my "ideal weight" (someone's ideal weight for me) is 150 pounds. How could that possibly be true? How could I be sixty pounds overweight at 5'5 and still be able to zip my "clean" 34 waist jeans (which are admittedly snug, Ok the 36 waists are snug too) but wouldn't it stand to reason that at 60 pounds over weight I'd be wearing something much larger...
I think so...
...back when I had a job, there was an LPN (Audrey - Not the one from Little Shop) at the office who one could visit at no charge... she wrote prescriptions, did basic stuff and it was a great perk (incidentally, it was THE perk, but I won't complain about my old employer - [just this] 4wks of severance for 10 years of service-are you kidding me?).
After casually mentioning to Audrey that my dad had a triple by-pass (was I on CRACK?) she demanded that I come in for some blood work etc... I hopped on the scale. She checked the weight. She turned to look at me. She raised her eyebrow (you know the single eyebrow raise and what that means).
Me: "What?"
Her: "Here, sit down."
She opened the big book displaying the BMI chart. As her penned moved across the page without making any mark she tapped on the spot where my height was indicated,
"your height" she said...
her pen deftly moved to a brightly colored spot and tapped,
"your ideal weight" (with a smile, with a smile... oh, sinister)
but as I watched her pen move WAAAAAY across the page she said
"your current weight"
and she tapped the word OBESE.
me: "You think I'm obese?"
Her: TAP-TAP
me: (louder) "No, really? You think I'm obese?"
Her: TAP-TAP
This continued for a while as I protested and she tapped the word...
...but I got my revenge... Imagine the horror struck in the hearts of all the secretaries I worked with when told how I had innocently stepped on a scale and was deemed (classified, branded) obese...
...and now, I'm even obeser (if that's a word)...
So, I've joined 50MillionPounds and hopefully my weight loss will make someone out there happy. As for my goal, well there is no way I could ever lose 60 pounds, I'm just shooting for "fat", since when you're obese there's no where to go, but down...
-silly
1 comment:
I believe in you and with the Snap Jump you'll be taking it off in no time --- that's your weight, not your clothes.
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