How do you feel the day after Christmas? No brainer. I feel fat.
Not to say I don’t always feel fat-ish. Except for the few blessed with great DNA for the svelte style of the last few decades (remember when Marilyn Monroe was the public’s idea of the perfect woman?) and/or a great sense of moderation, many women my age grumble about their weight.
When I look at a photo of me in any given situation from my 30’s or 40’s, my thoughts tend to go in this order…1) I remember that event; what a great time, 2) Look at how young we looked, 3) Look at how thin I was.
Now before people yell at me “love yourself as you are” or “body image is given too much weight,” pun slightly intended, I want to assure you that I do love myself as I am. I just don’t like my weight. I don’t feel that I am my weight. I just prefer to not weigh so much.
Here’s an example of love of my physical image. I stopped coloring my hair. The idea that God gave me my hair color yet I have chosen for years to pour on, and rub in, chemicals to my head seems just stupid. My brothers are in their 70’s and I’m a lot grayer than they are. My husband is 4 years younger than I and looks 10 years younger. That bothers me a little, but oh well. My hair is as it should be and I like it. Even if I look older.
But I choose to keep my hair the color it naturally is.
I’m not so sure God intended me to be unhealthy. And part of being unhealthy is my weight.
It’s a combination of not liking that I look like SpongeBarb SquarePants (I make sure never to wear yellow), not wanting to spend money on new clothes, and not liking being winded when I climb stairs.
So where do holidays fit in? Holidays give us a ready-made excuse to unfettered merrymaking and rich, traditional food. Not doing anything in moderation anyway, opens the pie-with-whipped-cream-is-a-breakfast-food thinking. Justification? Coffee Cake is a breakfast food. Like that justifies it.
So I’m feeling overweight this morning. Because I am.
The question is, what am I going to do about it?
saneteachers 
I’ll be wearing my Christmas dinner until June.
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haha race you….
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Oh, I so loved this comment!
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Merry making should never be bothered with concern of overweight.
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True. It’s the day after merrymaking….
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For me, this day is always summed up by a sound, a bleary, bloated, “Bluuurrghhh…!”
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Haha yes!
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I watch my tall, lean sons devour calories that would make me five times thicker were I to do the same. It’s unjust, isn’t it? We buy the groceries, prep the ingredients, and cook the meals, and yet we only get to eat a portion of what they do without expanding our waistlines. Harrumph. No fair, I tell ya, no fair.
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I used to be able to eat anything without gaining a pound. I left the hospital after having 3 children in 3 1/2 years with the doctors having me drink Ensure with my dinner. I started gaining a lot of weight when I had Lyme Disease and babesiosis (sp?). I’ve never taken it all off, but have certainly weighed 15 pounds less than I do now. I don’t get endorphins so it’s a burden to exercise. Plus I find it very difficult to resist sweets. Maybe I should treat sugar as an addiction.
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Sugar addiction is indeed real. The sweet compound releases feel-good dopamine in our brain, just like other drugs of addiction. That’s why it’s so hard to give up.
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Oh man. Then for me it’s going to have to be all or nothing. For real.
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I should do that too, but so far I haven’t been able to. I enjoy my treats–in moderation, of course. I kind of think life is too short not to. 🙂
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Moderation is seriously something I can’t do.
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That’s what your New Year’s Resolution is for. Gym memberships soar then gradually decrease lol Glad you enjoyed a fattening Christmas.
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I have joined gyms a number of times but have stopped going after like 2 weeks. I guess I’ll have to walk this off next summer, lol.
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You just have to find what works. I’m pretty into the gym. But I also do a lot of yoga, pilates and hula hooping. I was biking a lot but now it’s cold and I’m lazy lol you just have to find your niche!
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Thanks for the advice….I’ll check out different options. 😃
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We’ve had our pressies today, and no cooking is on the cards for the next couple of days, if not week!
We’ve eaten rather well I agree, but my cooker is full of our pressies and the top is playing host to our tree and a fruit basket, so I couldn’t, even if I wanted to!
The good news is that what weight goes on fast comes off fast, so I’m just hoping my gain comes off before weigh in on Wednesday (though in truth, Fat Chance).
It’s been a good time though. Hope yours was too. 🙂
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Yes ours has been lovely. It took me a couple of minutes to figure out what a pressie is. And I agree, one I start eating normally again my weight returns to “normal.” But with my health history, returning to my older version of normal would be nirvana.
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It’s 12 days of Christmas. If you then only celebrate one or two of them with over-eating, think how good you can feel for the rest of it! 🙂
I over-ate, too. But I no longer care about my weight.
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Now THAT’S a perspective just can latch onto!
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I wore my “buffet pants” yesterday so I didn’t have to feel my body encroaching on a belt. It worked to perfection!
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Hahaha
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I got so sick of looking in the mirror and seeing a fat old woman. I decided I could not do anything about getting old, but I could do something about being fat. I’ve lost a lot of weight and am still going. If you want it enough, you can do it.
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There’s more of you to love that way, Barb! ;D Although I’m still contemplating on my greys…leave them or colour them. I’d leave them if they are all growing at the same pace and the same direction.
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I’m salt and pepper as they say here, but getting to be all salt. The back of my hair, especially underneath is still black/brown, but the sides in the front, the wings, are white. I’m 63, so hardly unusual. I actually stopped coloring it when my friend had cancer and was losing her hair. I told her I wouldn’t go as far as shaving my hair in support, but I would stop using chemicals. I realized that was stupidly vain.
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I haven’t heard of that expression salt & pepper (referring to hair)before! All for a good cause with (not) colouring your hair, Barb!
you are only just a year younger than my mom! 😀 she’s nicely greying and I think she only started grey after 50-55!I always thought she’s lukcy with her hair.
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Without checking back, I don’t remember if I said this, but I started going gray in high school.
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Hmm..ok that’s really early! :p These days though, grey is the new black. Platinum blonde (aka grey) is definitely an IN thing! I’m even contemplating it! LOL
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Once again I tried to read your blog today and got the message that the page doesn’t exist. I know it’s because you changed the url at some point. Now that you have commented here, I can click on this link.
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Ehhh….? Really? Can you tell me which site link did you go to? Maybe something I need to fix on my end. Are you reading it from the reader? If you can tell me the error, I’ll try to troubleshoot.
Thanks for letting me know. 🙂
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Let me check.
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I read this while drinking egg nog and eating cranberry bread. I’m still merry making, evidently. 🙂
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Haha. I had grapefruit and homemade bread so I feel proud of myself. But there is that piece of pie beckoning me……
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I think there’s a fine line between accepting ourselves as we are, and keeping ourselves as healthy and happy as we can. The problem is, I regularly step over the line, then back again, then over…..
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Word.
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