Quit with the misinformation!!!!
ok, one of my friend's has a blog and one is on pet peeves *PP for short* Well one of mine at the moment is when society blasts us with all this misinformation on diets, weight loss, ETC.
now of course, early on i fell for some of this information, because face it, when one is young one is naive. and of course being bombarded with rail-thin models and fabulous muscle-toned men on magazines and on tv etc. makes someone so naive believe that's what the world is full of. well the WORLD IS FULL OF CRAP!
it's up to US INDIVIDUALS to unfortunately sift through it to find the freakin gold. and i'm telling ya i learned that i'm a nice piece of gold. LOL. ok sounds kinda cocky but i'm not really. sure sure i strive nowadays to be toned and lose some body fat and fit better in my clothes, but NOT because i want to impress the next shithead that eyeballs me. but because i want to be able to fall down the steps at a ripe old age and not shatter a hip that would need to be replaced with steel parts. i want to be able to run after, or at least defend myself, if some jackass decides he wants my damn purse *wait i don't carry a purse* or wants something without keeling over because my heart and lungs are not used to the extra surge of oxygen. i want to go about my day not worrying about what ails me that day. I WORK OUT AND EAT RIGHT TO BE HEALTHY. not look like WTF is her name--Kate Moss, or Ally McBeal, or whothefuckever is the hot model of the day. i don't want silicone rolling around in my chest. i don't want my eyebrows to be up near my hairline. i don't want that constant surprised look on my face for several days cause of my botox shot. i don't want a scar going from one side of my body to the other because i couldn't stand my little pooch that i have there. granted when i was in my 20s sure i wanted to look perfect. i still do. but IT AIN'T GONNA HAPPEN!
i've taken some general courses in nutrition and fitness. and THEY HAVE BEEN SAYING THE SAME SHIT *OK NOT SHIT BUT FOR LACK OF VOCABULARY HERE AT THE MOMENT* FOR YEARS AND YEARS! it's a matter of burning off the calories you have stuffed in your piehole. and us americans, i am ashamed to say, are the fattest people on god's green earth. hell when foreigners come to america, if they start eating the way we do and become less active, they gain weight. i've seen it. this cute little japanese girl came over here long time ago. you know, asians are quite thin, eat a lot of healthy things and YES EVEN CARB-INFESTED RICE, but they MOVE. they don't sit in front of the couch with a bag of potato chips and a freakin diet coke *WTF IS THAT...DIET COKE IS GOING TO OFFSET THE CALORIES IN A BAG OF POTATO CHIPS!!!* and then go to bed. they work. they move. they are active. well, anyhow, this lovely woman now from japan, is obese. why? cause she eats the crap we make. fast food. fried food. and she has turned into a couch potato. o her poor mother. she doesnt' understand it. they are quite a humorous family though. anyhow i am digressing and i think i forgot my point.
so i'll take a coffee break..........*elevator music*
ok i have returned. anyhow, i saw this stuff on the TV last night that's what brings me to writing this blog. DIETS. OMG what a fuckin joke. come on ladies, you know what i mean. let's break this down here.
DIET di·et noun *the very first entry* The usual food and drink of a person or animal. *next entry* Something used, enjoyed, or provided regularly.
ok i probably should have pulled from Y, i mean Webster hehe. but this is probably the same.
POP QUIZ
OK what is the key words in each sentence????
USUAL and REGULARLY
WTF do people do today with diets??? certainly don't eat the usual food and CERTAINLY don't eat them regularly. Ladies, i know you can relate. you are enjoying *oh ya right* the food of a fad diet, and you do lose a nice amount of weight. congratulations!! so you say, ok, i'll stop eating some of this and that. and eventually you stop the diet altogether. BAM!!!! AS Emeril would say, you've blown up to a balloon again. a lot of that weight has found its way back to your ass. and you wonder why. uh, hello?? *knockin on forehead* because you stopped eating right and/or stopped working out. a diet, i try to tell my family and friends, which *exasperated sigh* i have stopped doing, is a LIFESTYLE change *hmm sounds familiar i seem to like that word* . you can't just eat right for two months and then go back to eating horribly. it doesn't work that way. granted i'm not a wheat grass eater *bleck bleck pa-tooey* but i am struggling with getting my diet right. my biggest feat besides quitting smoking was driving PAST McD's and Burger King to avoid the sausage bisquits. i swear those things are deadly. but sooooooooooo damn good. but that was my weakness. and it shows in my cholesterol levels. sausage is the worst meat for ya, especially the way they cook it LOL. anyhow, where am i?? ok diet. now i must say the weight watchers thing gets my thumbs up. no i haven't been on any of those diets, but my best friend, who is heavy, has. and of course like any other woman, has fallen off that wagon and of course gained weight back. but, i do applaud her, cause she's trying again. and i'm not bashing anyone. except whoever fucking put society in charge of what we are *supposed* to look like. cause i don't want to look like anyone else but me. it took me a long time to get to that place. i just worry about my niece, because she's 8 and at such a young age, with all that crap being bombarded at the world, she is going to fall into the same traps we all have. i just hope my sister can offer up her some strong values to help her kick that *perfection habit* later on down the road. cause the way i see it, coming out of the birth canal we seem to be screwed already.
anyhow, another common myth i want to clarify. not that you'd care but it's my blog LOL.
muscle weighs more than fat *buzzer ERrRRRRRRRR wrong*
ok you have one pound of muscle in one hand
and one pound of fat in the other
tell me, which weighs more??? NEITHER!!! YOU HAVE ONE POUND IN EACH HAND!!!
OK granted you will have a whole lot of fat in that one hand to make a pound, BUT A POUND IS A POUND! are you all with me here? ok good. if not ask questions. i'll continue to 'splain until you understand. i'm sometimes patient. depends on the day. it's like this, let me break this down for you: you want to make a salad, but you want to eat say *ok i'm going to exaggerate here* a pound of salad, that's a lot of green leaves isn't it??? have you tried to weigh it? *uh yea i do, i weigh my food actually, but not a pound of salad, LOL*
ok no no wait we'll do a non-food analogy. i want to compare 10 pounds of concrete blocks to 10 pounds of feathers. ok you may have a shitload more feathers sitting in your front lawn, but it's 10 pounds. and maybe a few concrete blocks, but they weight the same--10 pounds. does that help?
ok so, you take a 180 pound woman, i don't know pick a height, 5'7 or whatnot. but that 180 pounds is um fat. she's going to be a little large right? kinda round. ok. take a 180 pound woman, who works out and is fit. so she's kind of muscular. but she's not round or large right? i'm not talking body builder, just a fit person. she has some muscle tone. but it's muscle, she still weighs 180 pounds, but it's muscle mass and the proportion of 180 pounds of muscle is going to be quite different than 180 pounds of fat. hence she might thinks she weighs a lot *which i doubt she is worried about the numbers in her case* but she is looking fit. hmmm now i have to re-read that to see if it makes sense.
i think it does. i tend to just write what i think. that's why i digress or run off on a tangent so much. ok *deep sigh* i think i got all i wanted to get out off my chest. i just hate seeing all this *great diet, lose 50 pounds in 15 minutes sitting on the couch!!!* crap. it's all a matter of what we want, as an individual. who the fuck cares if your neighbor went and got a lifetime supply of botox. i really don't want to walk around looking like i have a plastic face. who the fuck cares if the Next Top Model is a side -4. and who the fuck cares if someone just had that gastric bypass surgery but is going to have problems on down the road and has to take vitamins for the rest of her life and there is STILL no guarantee she'll stay thin if she doesnt eat right. cause i know i'm decent looking. i am not perfect. i have a pooch around the midline. of course i'm trying to get rid of it but i'm not going to kill myself doing it, i'm not going to spend my hard earned money doing it, i'm not losing it for the guy i'm in a relationship with. and i'm certainly not doing it because society is trying to dictate what is attractive or sexy or whatever.
individuals need to take responsibility for themselves. sift through all the crap that's overloading our brain circuits. these businesses stay in business cause of people who throw away their money for things that they really don't need to spend much money on. they just need to spend more energy. and well, hate to say, a lot of them would rather pop a pill then pick up a damn 3 pound weight and do a bicep curl. i actually feel bad when i don't work out. i love to work out. it makes me feel good from head to toe. granted, i need motivation a lot of time. i still have to force myself because i guess i'm just not a highly motivated individual when it comes to a lot of things. i like to play, enjoy myself, not work hard *i work smart hehe*, but if i want something bad enough i know i have to work for it. someone's not going to give me a flat stomach on a silver platter. would be nice though huh? Here you go m'am, six pack stomach, just remove the plastic backing and place over your abdomen, line up the arrows and *WAHLAH*. it's a perfect fit!!!!
and for all my friends/acquaintenances, on- or offline, male and female, no matter what struggles they are having with food, exercise, younger men, sex, drugs, or just life in general, i love ya for who you are, not what you look like, not for what you wear, and not for your idiosyncracies although i do love hearing about every one's particular *things* LOL. just don't go around committing murder or pedophilia and we'll be alright..!
o boy i think i'm done blogging for a few days.
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