Monday, March 29, 2010

Meet My Friend, LOLA

     This is my post about diet and exercise...and LOLA.
     LOLA and I have known each other for 43 1/2 years but I have to confess its only been recently that I have given her the respect that is due her.  She has been a way better friend than I have been to her, but now that I've finally chosen to acknowledge her as a friend, and not an enemy, life is much happier and ...better.
     I've never been much of a dieter. I'm just not into self-deprivation. I'm not a huge chocolate lover like a lot of people so that's never been a big issue, but hand over the bread basket and nobody gets hurt! 
 (This is one of my favorite pictures of LOLA and I , after we made peace with one another.)
     How many happy dieters do you know? They rejoice over the pound or so they've managed to lose during that week, but then face depression as they return to their deprived life-style. Happiness becomes a goal to be attained that will surely surface when "goal-weight" is also attained.
     BAH! I say! Happiness is not something that depends on a ridiculous number. Happiness is a choice I make day-in, day-out and I'm not going to deny, that on occasion a hot, buttery roll puts me in a state of ecstasy. Those self-proclaimed dieters would then suggest that guilt and remorse would set in because they had been "bad".
     BAH! I say! Since when does food have a personality to even cause me to do something "bad"? I have no need to feel guilty because I am not depriving myself. If I chose to eat the entire basket of buttery rolls, instead of one, or a piece of one, then I would feel terribly bad, not because of guilt but because LOLA would suffer the consequences and then we would both feel awful.
   LOLA is what I've decided to call my physical body. "Wow! This lady is crazy!" you say, yet you are still reading.  As I passed that blessed fortieth birthday (with an awesome 80's party!) I evaluated all that I am thankful for, my health being at the top of that list. For without it I wouldn't be able to truly appreciate my many other blessings.  I understood that I had put my physical body through a lot of stuff, yet basically treated her like an enemy. I was always pointing out her faults, reminding her of her failures and blaming her for every conceivable thing, including my emotional well-being.
    I started thinking about the way I treated my friends. It was far better than the way I treated my self. My body has been good to me and been so faithful, despite the awful way that I've treated her over the years. So, call me crazy (where I live its a prerequisite) but after 43 years I've made peace with my body. I've even asked her forgiveness. I choose now to admire my hips that are a testament to the lives I brought into this world, I even enjoy the flappiness under my arms that I hope my future grandchildren will one day appreciate. My nine-year old sure does! He'll even stop playing video games to play with Mama's flab! Why would I want to get rid of that?!
     My diet is this: I ask LOLA what she needs and then I listen. You'd be amazed at what your body is trying to tell you! Sometimes she says carbs; often she says protein. She loves salads, vegetables, water, fish and doesn't really care for desserts as much as I thought she once did.
     She loves to go to God's Gym. Even if I could afford a gym, I'm not forking out dough to compare LOLA with other bodies. We don't want to make the rest of them jealous because we are not striving...we have accomplished.  So we go to the river walk, and the parks, and the trails and smell the air, breathe in sunshine. Sometimes we walk. Sometimes we run. We always sing.
     I go for check-ups and they tell me I'm in excellent physical health. I've never, I mean NEVER had a doctor tell me I need to lose weight. Not so in the magazines or the world standards. To them I'm surrounded by "Ugly Belly Fat" and "Unsightly Bulges". BAH! I say again! Get a stinking life.
    And to the woman on TV who just lost a bunch of weight, can now wear a bikini to the pool and her son's friends whistle at her....ummm...YUCK! Get some therapy, lady!
     By the way, LOLA stands for Looking Out for Leanne's Anatomy. I thought it was cute and as the song says "whatever Lola wants, Lola gets!"

26 comments:

  1. HAHAHA! Google is posting ads for Cougar Dating. Wow. Really? Its gonna be a fun day!

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  2. If the picture is any indication, LOLA is doing very well these days. My boys have friends with bikini moms. I just don't invite them to go swimming with us and all is well.

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  3. It took me a while to figure out that LOLA was you, but it is Monday, and I am only semi-awake.
    I agree with everything you have said, and you know what? LOLA looks GREAT!

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  5. Love the Lola dating!! Whatever Lola wants... :)

    Happy Monday!!

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  6. That is such a great idea! We women are programmed almost from birth to compare ourselves to others and wind up struggling with our body image. What a wonderful way to think of your body as your friend :)

    If you haven't seen it yet, check out:
    www.operationbeautiful.com

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  7. ahahahahahaah! "get some therapy, lady!" ahahahaahahah

    Man. You are so right.

    Also, I was super happy last night when I realized that I still had like, idk, 400 extra calories just waiting to be claimed and I was having a now rare sweet tooth attack and found a box of Thin Mints in my cupboard and ate like, idk, 7 of them. And I was still ok.

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  8. I love this post. You are so right on. We put others before ourselves and well being to the point of depriving ourselves of even basic needs sometimes. I'm feeling very inspired, thank you!!

    And woohoo for 80's parties!!! My 6 year old son has a thing for "Survivor" right now. His fav song is "I Can't Hold Back".

    Erin

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  9. What does the pie plate say?

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  10. Good for you! Joining forces w/your body instead of waging war with it (because of somebody else's ideal) is powerful stuff. Thanks for the validation!

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  11. Great post! I think your fried 'Lola' has been good to you, you look great!

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  12. I am glad you made peace with Lola! She has been very good to you!

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  13. Awesome post!!! Very refreshing the way you word things!!

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  14. ..about you being Lola

    You see, I knew that your name is..is....well, I know it's NOT Lola, soooo..I was thinking that even though the pic of "Lola" looked a LOT like you..........it must not have been since your name is NOT Lola.

    Btw- Saturday I had 203 Public Followers. I've got so much catching up to do. Thanks for adding to the numbers.....not that numbers are important to me, but, you know what I'm sayin'.....I'm sure.

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  15. That is AWESOME! It is hard to make peace with our bodies as women - I look back at pictures of my younger (thinner / shapelier) self and wonder why I didn't appreciate that then. But I KNOW that even if I could go back, the younger me wouldn't get it. Ah, aging may suck, but wisdom is priceless!

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  16. Oh that is so funny! You are right - my body is my friend. But I am a dieter - well a "Weight Watcher" not because TV says that I need to loose weight, or because my husband doesn't like the way I look (he does and he tells me every night) but because my jeans won't button :)

    I will have to start listening to me more - maybe I will learn a little about myself.
    Great post!

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  17. Oh, and the comparison to mental health and geograpy didn't go unnoticed.

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  18. I love this post. You made a really good point when you blogged about how we often treat our friends better than we do ourselves! I don't see you as overweight in the least though.

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  19. good for you. and lola. which is you. but her. but not. etc.

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  20. Awesome! BTW, I think I love you! Great post! Of course now I want some buttery rolls! LOL :) Thanks for stopping by today!

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  21. that's a great idea, actually. i definitely treat my friends better than myself! i shall name myself...roxanne! nah, that's too stripperish...

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  22. I think you are AWESOME LOLA thanks so much for sharing this..I am on a weight loss journey and part of that journey is learning to love me for who I am not for what # is on the scale..thanks for reminding me! You look Great!

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  23. You and LOLA are awesome. I too love my child bearing hips, c-section flab and stretched marked boobs. My hubby whistles at me and that's all that matters.

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  24. I think that is genius to name your body! And what a great attitude you have!

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