Wait Lifting

I learned everything about health fitness and nutrition by checking books out of the library, talking to a health coach, and trainers at a gym.

Decades ago, I was appalled to see on the cover of a women’s magazine the come-on: Drop One Dress Size by Tuesday.

Why is this kind of advice given to women and not men? Why aren’t men scared to weigh 200 pounds?

Either way if a person is not willing to invest 4 years to get healthy when they have the rest of their life to live, they’re setting themselves up with unrealistic expectations for how quick they should see results.

It’s possible that most of us will live to be 65–retirement age if we’re lucky. Why the fixation on quick results if you’re 30 or 42 or 50? Far better to give ourselves 4 years to see lasting change not the typical 2 months then quitting with a yo-yo outcome.

The waiting is the hardest part. Only nothing worth having comes without effort. The goal is not to set the bar high for our health. We simply must set the bar. Reaching higher takes time.

In the coming blog entry I’m going to write in more detail about what I originally wrote about in 2007 when I was the Health Guide at a website: My idea of formulating a 10-Year Plan for achieving a goal.

On Not Being Thin

To start this story where it should end I have no desire to become thin.

I feel I have nothing in common with white affluent “Influencer” women who proselytize getting a “beach body.”

Using the term Thinspiration alarms me. No one needs to be thin if they’re going to go on a crazy “diet” to try to whittle down to their bones.

My body is at its “fighting weight” now. Which is great because by exercising I can burn off the anger I have at the injustice in society.

Hello folks–it wasn’t my goal to lose 20 pounds in the last 2 years. Nor do I like using the word “thin” or “skinny” to describe my body or anyone else’s body.

From the time I was 22 until I turned 23–in only one year–I gained 30 pounds. At five feet tall I was unhappy weighing 138 pounds. In the early 1990s I had about 5 sessions with an M.D. who had a practice focused on nutrition.

It took me 6 years to lose the extra weight.

In my forties I weighed 125 pounds.

Three months before I turned 46 I was going through a hard time. Suddenly and out of nowhere I told myself: “You must start lifting weights.”

Not at all so that I could lose weight or become “thin” or “skinny.”

I decided to lift weights as a coping mechanism for the emotional pain I was in. In March of this year I celebrated my 10th Anniversary of lifting weights.

So I went out and bought a cool DKNY pocketbook as a reward.

Again: the goal is not to be thin or skinny.

In the coming blog entries I’ll talk more about my weight lifting practice. I will review 3 health and fitness books that are right-on.

Too I will talk about my Left of the Dial lifestyle that is predicated on this motto:

“No judgments.”