Tuesday, May 29, 2012
I am a Dirty, Dirty Girl
I have been working out REALLY HARD since July 2010.
I joined Weight Fucking Watchers.
I quit Weight Fucking Watchers.
I ran 14 5Ks and a 10K.
I joined Weight Fucking Watchers again.
I stopped drinking ALL POP in February 2012.
I quit Weight Fucking Watchers again.
I stopped eating dessert (mostly).
I'm still fat.
Then I read this on my friend' Jaimie's Facebook page.
I felt like someone was speaking to my secret soul.
It was like an epiphany: I'm still fat because of what I'm eating!
Stop saying "No Shit, Sherlock". That's not what I mean.
What I mean is that all this Weight-Fucking-Watchers crap and their 100 calorie treat bullshit and their frozen meals and special scales and cookware and all that other crap is not going to get rid of my fat.
For someone who has 30lbs or less to lose, WFW is a good solution..
For some of us chronically obese, it's a tease.
We need to eat whole food. "Clean" food. Real food.
That's the solution.
The problem is, I am a dirty, dirty girl.
I don't cook, I assemble. Open this can, open that can, heat and serve.
Before I had kids, our refrigerator had staples like anchovy paste and balsamic vinegar.
Now we have cream of mushroom soup and Kraft mac & cheese.
Remember the pink slime headlines a few months ago? Some people were really grossed out. Me? I was all 'Who wants McDonald's?"
I love dirty food.
Frozen White Castle Cheeseburgers. Spaghetti-O's. Pop Tarts. Frosted Flakes. Hungry Man Enchilada Dinner. Kettle Corn. Oreos. Flour tortillas. I could go on and on and on.
Let me be clear -- I do NOT eat that stuff every week. I won't even let Frosted Flakes or Pop Tarts in the house. But I am not above opening a can of something and eating it. And really enjoying it.
But it's keeping me fat.
Even if I only eat it sometimes.
So we're cleaning up. I can't go cold turkey. I'm an American for Chrissake.
But I'm trying.
And it's really, really hard.