Thursday, January 01, 2009
I Resolve To...
I made just one New Year’s resolution for 2009 and I did so because it’s doable. It has to be.
My goal? Gain weight.
To anyone on the other end of the spectrum, don’t bother shooting daggers at me. They won’t penetrate. (Or maybe they will – my protective layer of fat has disappeared.) With a little help from some friends, I’ve finally figured out a very plausible reason for the shedding of lbs. and I think it will be resolved soon. Sometimes we lose proper perspective when viewing our own lives.
The likely cause is nothing alarming nor does it have anything to do with those pesky legal matters. And I will probably share it with you some day. Just not right now.
After years of living in this body, I know what a good weight is for me. Approaching size 2 or the mythical size 0 ain’t it. I need those lost lbs. in order to sustain a proper energy level – to function at my best. The fact that I abhor clothes shopping is an added impetus for weight gain. My drawers are droopy.
This sort of thing has previously occurred twice in my life - once in university when I thought I was pregnant. (Yes, I was sexually active despite my strict upbringing, yes, accidents can happen to anyone and, no, I wasn’t.) The other occasion was after surgery. Both times I managed to regain the needed pounds. I can do it again. But it’s a fairly slow process and not easy to do - despite what many believe.
I give sympathy, support and kudos to friends attempting to lose weight but I find that with my dilemma, encouragement is hard to come by. I’m not looking for sympathy but expressions of envy don’t help.
Ladies (and gentlemen) – it’s tough at this end, too.
To start the New Year off right, this morning I had a great big bowl of porridge with tons of brown sugar sprinkled on top. And I ate it all.
I am on my way.
A belated Happy New Year to you all.
And to those of you who also made New Year’s resolutions, I wish you success in attaining each and every one.