This is the work of the late Paul Harvey.
I think it speaks well for itself, first broadcast by Mr. Harvey in 1965. Rather disturbing how on target this all is, as I believe most all of this has or is currently happening.
I will let it speak for itself.
Okay I’m not really starving, but I am facing a harsh reality. There is a big reason my butt is growing so big and my jeans are getting snug: mega portions!
Over the past 3 days I’ve been adding my foods to my SparkPeople nutrition tracker and noticing that if I actually measure out my portions, holy heffers no wonder I’m weighing in at 170!!!! Okay so I know if we eat appropriate portions we’d likely all start dropping pounds, but DAMN! I measured out my Special K cereal this morning, 3/4 cup and 1/2 cup of vitamin D milk. Then I looked at the tiny bowl in which it was waiting for me to dive in. Tiny bowl is what I chose so that it appeared full. It was full. It still appeared rather small…too small. It isn’t hard to see that my usual portion would be about 3 times that much. SIGH.
I have had no major issued getting my water intake up to the 64 ounces a day, that is a piece of cake for me. But taking time to measure out my foods is another story, and staying focused. My pink heart post it note on my mirror still is a #1. I didn’t go on with my workouts. I know I know, don’t give up, just do it today and start over. I AM going to do that! It is hard to establish a new routine and stick to it though, and I’m quickly meeting my resistance on the road to a more fit self. I refuse to give up!
One place I DO need to starve myself is my social network
addictions connections. It likely is somewhat related to my expanding bum! Last night Diva Mom, Boo, me and my daughter had dinner then went shopping for a bit. I went out of the door without my most prized appendage…my cell phone. I experienced varying degrees of withdraw, especially when we had to stop at the Verizon store on the way to Target. There, in a valley of cell phones, I was naked. I had to touch my daughter’s for a moment so I could keep breathing and hold back the panic attack. Then when we came home we watched Police Women of Cincinnati, CSI: NY, and then CSI (we DVR’d them). When I crawled in bed I realized my usual nightlight was not glowing from the desk…my laptop. I had gone an entire evening from the time I left the office without being on the computer. I think hell must of experienced a frost warning, the Packers may win the Super Bowl, and I should go buy a lottery ticket. An entire evening without the computer??? Be afraid, be VERY afraid.
Time to get my life train back on the track from its derailment. Obviously I’ve gotten my priorities in life completely out of whack, but now it is time to refocus!
On that note, time to change the sheets, get myself together, and go buy yarn. I have blankets to finish!