Y'all know how I feel about Oprah.
And if i had TiVo, I'm quite certain i would watch EVERY single show. Even the ones that piss me off (you know, where they find ugly/fat/old/or in whatever way unacceptable people and make them prettier?) but I digress… I still love me some Oprah.
She does a lot of good in the world. End of story.
But I have other reasons, and those reasons include her long time fitness guru, Bob Greene. You know, Mr. Live Your Best Life.com?
Long story short: when I got pregnant with Aidan, I lopped on a cushy 100 pounds. I thought it was just the magic of creation, really. Didn't factor in that a pan of brownies a day wasn't the ideal diet regime for growing healthy babies. Didn't really get that eating for two didn't mean the second person was Orson Wells. She weighed 8.2 pounds at birth. And after six months…..i was still roughly 60 pounds heavier than where I'd started. I seriously imagined it would simply go away on it's own. Nice, huh?
Enter that one book called Make the Connection. Remember that? It was Bob Greene and Oprah and how she finally made the mind-body connection to getting her weight under control. And it was no magical pill diet, or trendy fad thing….it was just common sense. Eat well, excercise. Boom. Done.
I followed the plan religiously for a year and managed to get down to 150 pounds. 45 pounds lighter than where I'd started. It's actually not hard for people wth OCD to focus and achieve, when it becomes their new "thing." And Making the Connection was my new thing.
Now you would think, after a year of working out, five days a week, at home, at 5:00 a.m., with my Cher Step Aerobics tape, that a new habit of fitness was born, yes? Wrong. Because instead of capitolizing on my new found approach to fitness….I returned to my former fitness regime: the nicotine appetite supression plan a.k.a. heavy smoking! Nice. (Mom, don't even get started here, it's all in the effort to live truthfully and "know thyself! And it wasn't easy, sneaking around the alley to meet the plan requirements…)
Then I got majorly thin. And super healthy! Ahem….
Is there a point to all of this? Yes. There is.
So years go by, and another baby. And another huge preganancy gain, and quitting smoking (of course!) and more weight. And then more desperate non-smoking depending options. Weight Watchers. etc. OCD working hard. Then smoking again. Then quitting again. Then no babies to blame. Then just me.
Which leads me to 2007, and I saw Bob Greene on the television on MLK Day, and thought, "Why cain't I quit you?" and i went online and ordered his book in a new effort to, as they say, live my best life.com.
So I'm going to see what it's all about. To see if i can feel good, stay in moderately good shape, and live longer.
Of course, there's always the smoking plan option, but Stacy Julian and my mother would kick my ass.