“Single Serving Size, My Ass!”

In: Fit-n-Fab 40's

395547_2917153280627_1014581357_2929834_294509463_nSo let’s get this straight kids, you do not get to have an ass like that at 44 and eat the “single serving size” portion that the US Food and Drug Administration has determined appropriate. How do I know? Because after 6 months of eating according to the recommended allowances by the FDA, I no longer have an ass like that either!

How have things changed since before I had children 20 plus years ago, when I was not as meticulous about what I ate, and now? For one thing, a single serving of soda was 6 1/2 ounces then; and today, according to this 20 ounce bottle of ginger ale in front of me, that is a single serving. And a candy bar to go with that soda? Well a single serving used to be about 160 calories. And now? 400! What was called “King Size” and appropriate for 2 1/2 is now labeled as a single serving. How did that happen?

There are a number of reasons that contributed to this situation: the sugar embargo and the introduction of High Fructose Corn Syrup, corporations marketing to consumers in the “Costco” era where more is cheaper and therefore better, the FDA saying it’s okay, blah, blah, blah. fat ass What it really comes down to is people’s unwillingness to take personal responsibility for their decisions. Nobody made you pick up that fork. It was not a corporation that made that woman’s ass look like that!

So cut it out. Literally. If you can’t do it all at once, aim small, miss small. Cut the candybar in half; substitute garbage sweets for nutrient rich ones, ie, Hershey’s Reese’s for dark chocolate-ceovered almonds; drink water with a slice of fruit in it. And then reward yourself with something other than food…like a healthier pancreas!

This is an addendum I’m adding here. A dear friend, Andrew, the hugger, shared this photo with me. It is a fantastic visual. However, it is not entirely accurate. Most of those drinks have High Fructose Corn Syrup, not sugar in them. And to elaborate on what I wrote above, when HFCS is eaten, the body is only able to digest small amounts at a time and only in the liver which converts it directly into fat. Unlike other carbohydrates, HFCS does not cause the pancreas to produce insulin, the substance that acts as a hunger quenching signal to the brain. Hence, the vicious cycle, eating food that gets immediately stored as fat and never feeling full, causing us to crave even more food in an attempt to get the nutrients we need. May I remind you that the FDA has ruled twice that HFCS is “safe” to consume. And if the government is saying that it is safe, isn’t it? I don’t think so…unless you want to be morbidly obese, have diabetes, heart disease, and cancer.



Let’s Dance!

In: Fit-n-Fab 40's

beehiveThis song has always made me want to put on a dress, some lipstick, bouffant my hair up into a glamourous beehive and sizzle with a smoldering hip shake and shoulder shimmy. And yes, while vacuuming!

I challenge you to find your groove this year and shake your money-maker to a happier, healthier, and more vibrant you!

And yes, you can click on the video and it will redirect you…(Big eyeroll!)



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I Have to Win!

In: Fit-n-Fab 40's, Mish-mash

PreI was born and lived the early part of my life in Coos Bay, Oregon. One of my most vivid childhood memories is of Steve picking me up off the track and cradling me in his arms after I’d attempted to hurdle, like the big kids, during a summer track camp at Marshfield High School when I was six-years-old. Like him, I was a rebel.

Nearly everyone had already been picked up and my single, working mom was late, as usual and therefore nobody was there to tell me “No”. The two men up in the stands weren’t looking and I took off in a sprint without much regard for anyone else-it was better to seek forgiveness than ask permission. I biffed hard! I can still remember the crash, the skinned knee, bloodied and blackened by the track surface, and lying there crying in a heap, embarrassed and defeated. I also remember the way one of the men bolted from the stands and was at my side, scooping me up, with lightening speed, comforting and encouraging me, telling me he was proud of me for trying. I think that I have been wanting that in a man ever since.

Steve died a year, or so, later, but the legacy he left behind is one of the greatest in modern day history. He was filled with determination, verve, and heart. Winning was defined by him as a measure of his own willingness to punish himself beyond his body’s physical ability. His was a life well-lived. That state of mind is imperative to good health and is the foundation to mental, physical, and emotional strength. As he so famously said, “To give anything other than your best is to sacrifice the gift.” Go Pre! And go YOU!!!


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Brain Gain

In: Fit-n-Fab 40's, Mish-mash

I love Lumosity! In addition to it being a fabulous way for me to procrastinate in the morning, it has amazingly reawakened my brain function! In just a month, I have balanced my problem solving ability with my attention and focus. No small feat, mind you.

Since entering my 40’s, I had found that my thought processes had become rather sluggish. Misplacing my keys, forgetting little things, or finding it hard to recall a word that ought to have poised at the tip-of-my-tongue and then leaped off had become the norm; I actually considered that I may be losing my mind. Alas, I have learned that it is common, that I do not have Alzheimer’s nor dementia, and that I am treatable.

Routine, lack of mental challenges in conjunction with an abundance of emotional stresses, lack of exercise and stimulation, and diet all are contributors to the slowing down and degenerating of the brain. The good news is that it is all fixable. Meditating, or in my case, breathing on purpose, exercising, and eating a clean diet were not the problem. But being a single mom of teenagers, having an illness, and living morally in a society that mistakes what is lawful for what is moral, have all contributed to a nearly overwhelming stress load; and doing basically the same thing every day for years certainly offered no new challenges. With less than 30 minutes a day devoted to these brain exercises, I have rebalanced myself which has helped in ways I had not even imagined: emotional coping, relationship-building, and self-governance. Amazing!

More to come on the issue of mental health and brain function. In the meantime, there is a free trial that you can check out. I would love to hear from you regarding your own struggles and successes. Until then, I will be twirling to the 80’s hit “Maniac” but singing “Brainiac” instead.

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