Guest Post: Fuck, someone noticed!

27 Jan

Today our girl Shel talks about some hard shit. On one hand she’s talking about her weight  and health and how she’s going to deal with her situation.  But she’s also echoing the ideas of accountability and community that we’ve been mentioning this week. I must say, I’m on board with you, Shel! Be it support, well-timed jokes, or recipe swaps, I’m on Team Shel for this awesome undertaking.  <3

Last week, my best friend said I was fat.  I am paraphrasing, of course.  And while it came from a place of love, there was a second when I thought to myself “fuck, someone noticed!”  Umm…duh.

I have lived all my life pretty much ignoring the fact that I have weight issues and I am always so shocked when someone brings it up, or when my VW sized ass prevents me from doing something or wearing something that I feel like I should be able to do. 

In elementary school, it was noticed and brought up, but so was big ears, being tall, being short, being skinny, etc…everyone gets picked on in elementary school so it never seemed anything but ordinary.  In junior high, it was noticed but I was smart and funny, played volleyball and basketball and was a pretty popular fat kid.  So again, nothing seemed out of the ordinary.  In high school, I was super punk rock and played the violin.  I purposefully made myself noticed.  I was “the girl with the mohawk”, not the “fat girl”.  In my adult life, I have never wanted for friends, boyfriends, sex partners.  I have never let the fact that I wasn’t a size 6 stand in my way of getting anything I wanted.  My heath has always been good, no high blood pressure, no diabetes, never had high cholesterol.  I am outgoing, vivacious, fucking adorable and have always been up to something.  Not to mention a better than average self-esteem.  In short, my junk in the trunk was easy to ignore.  Until last week.

Last week, over an amazing Venezuelan dinner in NYC, my best friend said I was fat.  We talked about it, nothing was ignored, reality was on the table.  And because I love myself almost as much as he loves me, I committed to him that I would speak to my doctor and have a serious conversation regarding my weight.  Friday, after the nurse returned a blood pressure reading of ‘high’ for the first time in my life, that conversation happened.  I would say my timing is impeccable.

I talked, my doctor listened.  My doctor talked, I listed.  It was a highly productive and given my blood pressure rating, highly motivational chat.  Apparently, as you get older (wait…I am older too?  Son of a bitch!) your body has a more difficult time compensating for extra weight.  Everything works harder, your heart, your liver and kidneys, and therefore runs down much quicker.  And frankly, I have no time to be running down.  I have way too much shit to do.

So, with that conversation, some typical obsessive/compulsive spreadsheet creation, and enrolling some key people in my goal, a number was set. 50 pounds by Jan 01, 2012.  I struggled with whether or not to put this out into the public domain but I am hoping by doing that, I will be held accountable.  By saying the words out loud, I have made it real.  Here’s to keeping it real, ya’all.

By the way, my BFF also said that I am whoring around too much (validating my self-esteem, thank you!) and drinking too much.  In my defense, Rome wasn’t built in a day and I need a cocktail.  One thing at a time.

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10 Responses to “Guest Post: Fuck, someone noticed!”

  1. Ginger Pelz January 27, 2011 at 11:47 am #

    Love you, Shel! Keep on truckin’, lady.

    • Shel January 27, 2011 at 2:12 pm #

      Thanks girl! I love you too and thanks so much for the support :)

  2. Charli January 27, 2011 at 11:56 am #

    Rock on! I was at a similar place last January. I set a goal for 30 pounds in a year and made 25 or so. I kept it off and I’m really happy with myself. It required some changes to my life but they were worth it.

    I used the my plate app on livestrong.org religiously. It helped me realize where I was ingesting calories and fats. Like my favorite Subway sandwich is 1200 calories! Heck yes I still eat this sandwich when I want it but I plan for it.

    I cut out small things that I don’t miss, added more vegetables and started drinking vodka instead of beer.

    My rule has always been that if I eat out, I can eat anything I want, heck I’m paying for it right? Of course that was when I wasn’t eating out as much as I am right now. With this new year I need to drop another 20 pounds and I’m going to have to find new ways to do so without feeling like I’m depriving myself.

    So yeah, as a woman who falls just below the obese range, I’m there with you. My advice: keep your progress public, it feels great to have the encouragement of your friends, don’t kill yourself at the gym, allow indulgences and find joy in food and drink. I do a happy dance before I eat something really tasty. Oh yeah, and cardio everyday, even if it’s just a walk.

    Best of luck!

    • Shel January 27, 2011 at 2:15 pm #

      Charlie – Thank you so much! Drinking is really my downfall so I am really trying to watch that. I cannot do the 100% cold turkey on anything so learning the painful lesson of moderation and becoming one with my elliptical :)

  3. Dulce January 27, 2011 at 12:40 pm #

    I LOVE YOU SHELLIE! I’m so glad to see you making a change for a healthier lifestyle, because, God knows, there’s a lot of people who want you around for many years to come.

    I’m really bad at being a cunt about weight loss (read: I won’t yell at you for not exercising), but I’m really great at offering support. You know what this means, right? More “at home” dinner parties! You can control what you eat, while still having a great time with friends.

    • Shel January 27, 2011 at 2:18 pm #

      Kelly, thank you! We need more joint dog walking adventures. Ginger & I took both mutts out Saturday and we walked twice as far as we thought we did. It was great. Now as long as the pins holding my foot together hold, I am good to go!

  4. PJ January 27, 2011 at 1:54 pm #

    What’s wrong with whoring around? I mean, what’s wrong with drinking? I mean, I love you Shel!

    • Shel January 27, 2011 at 2:19 pm #

      Whoring around counts as exercise, right? Fuck yes it does! Thanks PJ :)

  5. Reva F. Sharpe June 30, 2013 at 9:20 am #

    magyar wrote: I’ve been on blood pressure meds for years. Weightlifting didn’t cause it, it was heredity for me. I moniter it at home and I did notice that when I was on creatine, my blood pressure was marginally higher. When I stopped creatine, it went down. I am not sure of the mechanism at work here, but I suspect the weight gains associated with creatine put more pressure on the cv system ? Don’t fear blood psi meds, they have not affected my lifting much over the years. I have noticed that you must be patient. The drugs seem to take a few weeks to “settle in”, then you’ll feel pretty much normal. I’ll be on them the rest of my life and I’m OK with that. Good luck, no worries.

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