There comes a time in everyone's life when weight is paramount in their mind. It starts in youth and progresses throughout life. In these modern times we are mainly concerned with losing weight . What if I told you that you could do it? What if I said it would be easy if you followed the plan? Is losing weight the only gauge by which we determine how healthy we are? How Scriptural is gluttony anyway? Is it simple gluttony or are we just so malnourished our bodies are never satisfied and we just keep eating more and more to satisfy the body's desire for those nutrients it is not getting?
How about we start with the proper nutrition? Here, in the United States of America, we have far too much to eat. At least that is the way it appears. While we have "super sized" our fast food meals they in turn have "super sized" our behinds and depleted our wallets. We are continually eating but never truly satisfied. But where do we start?
There are so many "diets" both fads and some really helpful solutions. There are those solutions that send your food to you already in proper portions. All you need to do is heat it in the microwave for 90 seconds. They give you suggestions for meal planning, snacks and all you have to do is follow the plan. They even include a bottle of vitamins to enhance the whole experience.
There are the ones that sell books by the millions that require a "life style" change. You learn to eat new foods. You measure and cook your food from scratch and learn to live without all those nasty tasties that contain the fats, carbohydrates, sugar and all things pre-made and filled to the brim with tasty decadence.
You can diet online with your counselor monitoring your every move, at least the moves you post on your webpage. You can count calories, fat grams, sugar, sodium and a vast array of other ingredients designed to make manufactured food palatable.
You can exercise without moving, exercise by learning a martial art, exercise by learning to dance or any variety of the these. There is jazzercise and "Dancin' to the Oldies. Don't forget muscle confusion and the body fit for a beach.
If you search long enough you can find whatever suits your fancy to lose weight and muscle up. There are even lose belly fat drugs sold by the millions on commercials and infomercials.
And it all boils down to this, if all you want to do is lose weight there is a way out there to do just that. Some methods work for everyone for a time. Keeping it off may pose its own problems but it can be done.
One of the reasons I got involved with Body By Vi is because for the past 5 years or so, I have steady put on the pounds and felt like a real porker. I tried several different things and they all worked, but I gained the weight back and more! I felt better thinner. I felt better about myself. I had more confidence when I was thinner. But nothing seemed to help me get on the right track.
One day my husband's nephew came to the house and showed us the Body By Vi - 90 Day Challenge. I saw it. I got it! I couldn't wait to try it. The thing about it is that it works!
The one thing that I have yet to mention is what it did for me mentally. It actually pulled me out of a pit, a very deep, very dark pit. It is amazing what proper nutrition can do for you; what it can do for your state of mind. I was suicidal and I am certain that it showed on every fiber of me. It was, after all, one of the main reasons I got fired. The COO of the company told me that it was painful to look at me and he hated to see me coming down the hall. Little did he know (or apparently care) that within 3 days of getting the proper nutrition that I would become a happy, outgoing, talkative, stunningly beautiful, energetic 62 year old woman who no longer needed his validation to exist. Two years of deep depression, low self esteem, suicidal thoughts, intense counseling and drug therapy were all put behind me within 72 hours of starting on Body By Vi - 90 Day Challenge.
The icing on the cake is that I could make money promoting the product that literally saved my life! I could make money simply helping people get healthy! An that, dear reader, works for me! Why not make money doing something you like to do and help people at the same time? Why not find out what it's all about? Visit my website and sign up for more information. http://easy2getfit.myvi.net/
Shalom. Pray for the Peace of Jerusalem.
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Sunday, July 24, 2011
To All The "Know-It-Alls" - You Know Who You Are
I can write this with full knowledge that someone out there (probably someone I know) will be offended. I know this because, as they say, "I are one of them there thangs!"
How I came to be.
When I was a child of 5 or 6, I knew that I had to be a quick study. There was nothing worse in my home than a wrong answer even if the question asked had no right or wrong answer. Then there were those questions that had NO right answer.
The questions that had no right answer were the ones like, 'DO YOU THINK I'M STUPID?" If I was dumb enough or simply not paying attention and said, "yes" there would be a steep payment. That one I learned pretty quick that I had to be paying attention and the correct answer was always, "No, ma'am!" The emphasis had to be on the "ma'am" and not the "No" or it was considered a "smart remark" which had its own punishment.
"ARE YOU STUPID OR WHAT?!" was a tricky one. It could be followed by, "I DIDN'T RAISE YOU TO BE STUPID!" so I had to wait to answer. I couldn't wait too long or that was another cause for punishment. Sometimes I felt pretty stupid or she wouldn't be asking me dumb questions. Not something I said out loud.
"LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU!" and "DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT!" were often paired and unless there was a mirror, I never knew how I was looking at her. When I didn't know how to look, I would try looking blankly into space or down at the floor or even concentrate on a speck on something in the room. That meant I wasn't "listening" and many times I got caught up in my own fantasy world and really wasn't paying attention. That stinging slap or the pain of the belt brought me back to reality.
To a child of 6 with that kind of logic bouncing around, it became apparent that adults were actually fairly stupid, mainly illogical and not something to aspire to. The end result was that I buried myself in books - all kinds of books. By the time I was 12, I had read every science and science fiction book in the library. I read science fiction to escape and science to find out how.
I remember lying on the grass peering into the stars wondering when my "real parents" were finally going to come back to get me. I was not related to these earthlings! I couldn't possibly be. They were illogical and mean and none of it made sense unless I was no part of their genetic pool. I dreamed of the time when the spaceship would land and they (my real parents) would hug me and be so glad to see me.
Obviously that day never came as I am still here and I have become one of those dreadful things - an adult. I lost the innocence and logic of childhood and became what I despised most - one of "THEM." What I find fascinating in this modern world of ours is that children are becoming adults far too soon. My journey into the world of no logic and cruelty came in my 20's while many of the children ages 12 and up are venturing into the land of illogical cruelty much sooner. I see the signs of stupidity beginning to flourish in the 14 and 15 year olds as they become sexually aware creatures. They give themselves away like over-ripe fruit falling from a tree only to lie upon the ground to rot. They lose themselves early and master the art of cruelty and lose the logic of children.
Ah, but I am off on a rabbit trail.
When school grades are brought home and A's and B's are not good enough. The paintings and drawings are never good enough. The choices made are never quite right. Dressing for school becomes a dreaded chore. The way hair is combed or brushed is never quite right. You become increasingly aware that having the "right" answer is paramount. You never say anything unless you are certain that what you say will be correct. Eventually, you get a reputation as a "know-it-all" which is incorrect because you really only know what you have just said. You really don't know it ALL nor did you ever think you did.
Reputation is what people think about you and you will rarely change anyone's mind once they believe they have the "truth" about you. So ignore the ignorance and move forward. You learned early in life to dissect every response and come up with the most accurate and acceptable. It becomes second nature and you think no more about what to say than you do about wiping your behind or breathing. You know that if you are not absolutely certain about the answer, you will say nothing.
Someone may seem to know it all, but it may only be your perception of them and not the reality.
Oh, I really don't know who you are.
Shalom. Pray for the Peace of Jerusalem.
How I came to be.
When I was a child of 5 or 6, I knew that I had to be a quick study. There was nothing worse in my home than a wrong answer even if the question asked had no right or wrong answer. Then there were those questions that had NO right answer.
The questions that had no right answer were the ones like, 'DO YOU THINK I'M STUPID?" If I was dumb enough or simply not paying attention and said, "yes" there would be a steep payment. That one I learned pretty quick that I had to be paying attention and the correct answer was always, "No, ma'am!" The emphasis had to be on the "ma'am" and not the "No" or it was considered a "smart remark" which had its own punishment.
"ARE YOU STUPID OR WHAT?!" was a tricky one. It could be followed by, "I DIDN'T RAISE YOU TO BE STUPID!" so I had to wait to answer. I couldn't wait too long or that was another cause for punishment. Sometimes I felt pretty stupid or she wouldn't be asking me dumb questions. Not something I said out loud.
"LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU!" and "DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT!" were often paired and unless there was a mirror, I never knew how I was looking at her. When I didn't know how to look, I would try looking blankly into space or down at the floor or even concentrate on a speck on something in the room. That meant I wasn't "listening" and many times I got caught up in my own fantasy world and really wasn't paying attention. That stinging slap or the pain of the belt brought me back to reality.
To a child of 6 with that kind of logic bouncing around, it became apparent that adults were actually fairly stupid, mainly illogical and not something to aspire to. The end result was that I buried myself in books - all kinds of books. By the time I was 12, I had read every science and science fiction book in the library. I read science fiction to escape and science to find out how.
I remember lying on the grass peering into the stars wondering when my "real parents" were finally going to come back to get me. I was not related to these earthlings! I couldn't possibly be. They were illogical and mean and none of it made sense unless I was no part of their genetic pool. I dreamed of the time when the spaceship would land and they (my real parents) would hug me and be so glad to see me.
Obviously that day never came as I am still here and I have become one of those dreadful things - an adult. I lost the innocence and logic of childhood and became what I despised most - one of "THEM." What I find fascinating in this modern world of ours is that children are becoming adults far too soon. My journey into the world of no logic and cruelty came in my 20's while many of the children ages 12 and up are venturing into the land of illogical cruelty much sooner. I see the signs of stupidity beginning to flourish in the 14 and 15 year olds as they become sexually aware creatures. They give themselves away like over-ripe fruit falling from a tree only to lie upon the ground to rot. They lose themselves early and master the art of cruelty and lose the logic of children.
Ah, but I am off on a rabbit trail.
When school grades are brought home and A's and B's are not good enough. The paintings and drawings are never good enough. The choices made are never quite right. Dressing for school becomes a dreaded chore. The way hair is combed or brushed is never quite right. You become increasingly aware that having the "right" answer is paramount. You never say anything unless you are certain that what you say will be correct. Eventually, you get a reputation as a "know-it-all" which is incorrect because you really only know what you have just said. You really don't know it ALL nor did you ever think you did.
Reputation is what people think about you and you will rarely change anyone's mind once they believe they have the "truth" about you. So ignore the ignorance and move forward. You learned early in life to dissect every response and come up with the most accurate and acceptable. It becomes second nature and you think no more about what to say than you do about wiping your behind or breathing. You know that if you are not absolutely certain about the answer, you will say nothing.
Someone may seem to know it all, but it may only be your perception of them and not the reality.
Oh, I really don't know who you are.
Shalom. Pray for the Peace of Jerusalem.
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