I prefer to have stuff happen NOW. And before now if at all possible. I want to lose 20 pounds in 20 days. I want to lose 40 pounds in 1 month. I want to lose unwanted weight yesterday so anything past yesterday is just way too slow.
This relationship with time has not served me well with losing weight. I have a problem seeing anything past, say, a month from now. From this perceived reality I could only get thinner if I lost 20 pounds in a month since I can’t see much past a month.
I have done quick weight loss diets. I’ve done detox diets and low-carb and no-carb and Meditarranean and the little known Wisconsin diet which is nothing but eating cheese and watching football for exercise.
In the end. The final result. I’m fatter than I have ever been. I got fatter after each diet. Of course if took months to gain the weight back… of course (see The Timefat Continuum).
Boring Fat Hell
The realistic program of eating healthier combined with a moderate exercise program over a reasonable period of time makes me cringe. There are no dramatic results – keyword here is “drama” in dramatic. It does not have passion, intrigue or complicated food programs. It has exercise everyday. It has months and months of a few pounds every few weeks. For me, it’s like being in school; following the program; yielding to the voices of reason. For me, it’s so not cool. It’s so BORING and yucky and unappealing. But it works. UGGGGH!!! I’m in boring fat helllllllll. How am I going to do this? Have you met me? I am going to need a lobotomy to do this.
The Timefat Continuum
Pounds over time.
This works both ways. Gaining and losing. It’s how I got to the weight I got to. It’s also the only way out. Like the character in the movie “The Shawshank Redemption” who, with the aid of a small hammer, dug a tunnel to escape out of prison.
It took him over a decade.
Ugh. By the way he was an accountant not a diva.
I have so much resistance to this way of being. It is not in my nature. I know people who live this concept naturally. They get phDs. They get married for long periods of time. They tuck money away every week since they were in utero.
Not me. I’m a passionate now-centered trainwreck waiting to happen. I only know the moment and I’m definitely alive in it. But I have gracefully succumbed to the conditions of the world. I’ve stopped fighting the bits of reality that I didn’t agree with. One of them is that some shit takes a long time to happen.
This week I am reminded again of the laws of the timefat continuum and will use them to get a super hot body so I can have outrageously great sex with super hunks over a long period of time.