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Ready, Set, GO! Day One of TheHuckablubber off.
June 1st, 2008
I promised you a BIG announcement, and here it is. Ready? My darling friends, family, and readers whom I have never met, we are all too fat. Really, I hope that does not hurt feelings, or insult you. There may be a few readers who could even stand to gain a couple of pounds, but to be honest, they are far out numbered by those of us whose doctors would classify as overweight, or even obese.
I really do not consider myself to be an overly vain person, I spend way more money on books, movies, and of course eating out than I do on make-up, and yes even shoes. However, I am becoming THAT kind of mom on the playground.
You see since The Son has been born, I have spent a lot of time on playgrounds, the zoo, story times, and various classes for tots. There are two distinct categories of moms. There is the young, hip, mom who looks great and put together, she has tons of energy, and is always actively engaged with her children. In her wake there is a bottle of water and a baggie of carrot sticks. You can tell her tennis shoes are for more than just the park.
Then there is the frumpomom. She is wearing baggy clothes that are out of style, maybe stained, and have a high probability to also be sleepwear. She always has on a hat, or has dull hair, and she is sitting on the bench watching, looking as her kid’s lives pass her by, while she sits on her ever expanding ass sipping her Big Gulp and wondering if it is time for a nap yet. Her kids are usually begging for attention from her, or someone else, and unfortunately, they usually look like they would be more at home on the couch than on the slides, their little bellies poking out of their Spongebob tees.
Right now I do not really fit in with either set. I am the Mom in a dress that she could have worn to a casual office, or jeans and a top, and am wearing skimmers, or flats. My hair is knotted up with a hair tie and bobbypins. I have on make-up (basics only: concealer, mascara, gloss) half the time, and always have on earrings at least. But my shape puts me firmly in the frump category. I have the same belly, butt, and saggy boobs as the ladies on the bench. I am fine being my own subgroup in the playground kingdom, but I am not okay being one of the out of breath moms, one of the moms setting a bad example, one of the moms who is teaching her kids to be fat too.
It is time to stop this my chubby readers. For the next SIX WEEKS (that is from right now until July 13, we will say post your results by noon on 7/14) we will be having a get healthy competition. Every so often I will post how we are doing here at thehuckablog world headquarters, and invite you to tell us how you are faring. We will also invite any advice or stories about why you want to participate. This is a pound for pound weight loss competion, so just deal with it you “body weight percentage only” naysayers . That just takes too much math for me. The winner will get an awesome prize that I cannot announce just yet, but will soon (still looking for maybe a *gasp* corporate sponsor). This is going to be on the honor system (because I trust you!), but I do hope you can have a buddy in your area to keep you on track (like TheHusband for me, Tark for Cat and so on).
I hope this inspires us all to spend this summer getting healthier. I will tell you right now that my goal is to drop at least two sizes, I could care less what the scale says, as long as I feel good, and my clothes (and lungs) put me back in the hip category. I do not want to look back and see that all of my favorite pictures of The Son and I only include a tiny piece of my head. And right now, they all have half a face at best. So are you in? Come on, all the cool kids are doing it. Good! Now READY, SET, (put down that cookie, okay that is better.) GO!!
13 Responses to “Ready, Set, GO! Day One of TheHuckablubber off.”
I’m in.
alright, lets go!
(The people who own this website must know how I think in the mornings, because I seriously had to ‘add 0 and 1′. Thanks people)
Anyway, TheNeighbor(s) are in too. This mean you want to get up and go with me to 5:30 bootcamp??
Oh, and I’m glad I got up an extra 5 minutes this morning just so you could tell me I’m fat. Thanks.
Well, of course I’m in (couldn’t very well sit this one out, now could I?)
Sounds like fun, and you know how competitive I am (remember laser tag?).
I’m in, though I started about two months ago, and have already dropped three sizes…I’m in a 12 for the first time in years!!! But, with my ten year reunion coming up next year, I’d like to be the size I was in high school (6-ish).
By the way, this isn’t exactly the “big news” I was hoping for. Note my comment on that post.
Me either Shoeshe, though I respect what she is trying to accomplish. Over the years I’ve often said what I most regret in raising my children was not teaching them to eat properly and have a fitness regimen to prevent them from experiencing what has haunted me my whole life. If she can provide influence and prevent obesity from occurring for another generation, it would be an enormous accomplishment, and my heart’s desire for TheSon.
Also, as I look back on my child rearing years, my happiest, most memorable times were the three times I had major weight losses and had boundless energy. Somehow though, I simply have no ability to maintain a sensible weight. Its the memory of how good I felt, and the fun things we did during these times that cause me to hope Hey You can have that experience personally.
I will try to be more sensible in my eating habits and go to the gym over the next 6 weeks and see what happens. Thanks for leading the way. Oh, dad tried to register to respond to the birthday greeting, but for some reason it wouldn’t recognize the password he was assigned.
On second thought, I (and some others close to you…most notably family members) would probably have been offended if the “big announcement” was really a “big” announcement and was made here first. Just saying.
As you know, I’ve been a size 18/20 (for the latter 80s and early 90s), a size 6 (for 8 years) and now a well, shall we just say, somewhere in between the two but closer to that awful 18 than that lovely 6?
And I have to tell you, during the ENTIRE 8 years of my 100-lb. weight loss/maintenance I was HUNGRY and EXHAUSTED. So, yes, I know I’m too fat but honestly, I just don’t have the energy for the 5-hr-workouts daily and the cooler full of carrots and apples and dressing-free salads. I’m trying, but it’s just a lot harder at 50 than I realized it would be. In my thin-ego, I said I would NEVER gain the weight back, but job stress and long workdays made a liar of me. And, at 50, step aerobics, running, weight-training and perpetual exhaustion just don’t have the allure they did at 40. So, I guess it’s going to take a LOT more time and smarts to lose the measly two sizes I’m after this time.
Hang in there…you have my support. It’s just a longer trip to loss-goal if you do things in moderation…as I’ve unfortunately experienced.
Here’s the perfect weightloss regimen for us all: quit our daily routines and go on the truck with FFIL and help him lift/pull/haul/stack 100+ lb. bakery trays in 90+ degree weather every day. It certainly keeps him thin, fit and strong. Oh well…he’s got his genes and I’ve got my jeans.
Oh, and yes, the BIG announcement better be made personally and NOT in cyberspace! Right, Grammie?
Oh, BTW…yes, I’m in too.
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