There you will see a picture of my whole family and a related story about how we are working to be healthier. In this interview I claim to eat a lot of avocados (true!) hummus (true, Sabra brand, with garlic!) and egg whites (True…ish? I eat eggs and last time I checked, they had whites in them). My eldest, Sam, shares his Red Wall Cookbook recipe for Shrimp Soup. Maisy Jane is irked her recipe did not get picked, but she looks really cute in the hellaciously expensive Gymboree fairy T-shirt she wore once (for this shoot) before it got ruined in the laundry. Mostly I talk about how SUPER GREAT it felt to lose 15 pounds and lower my cholesterol while working as an International Spokesmodel for the American Heart Association. (Okay, fine,The AHA called me a “blogger” but I am pretty sure that blogger is the French word for International Spokesmodel).
Unlike the vat of vibrating marbles thing, you can see from the parentheticals that the Family Circle article is mostly true, especially the part about feeling great. It WAS super great. I remember that. I LOVED blogging for Better U, and at the end of it, I looked and felt better than I did before I had kids. As well I should have! I was going to five boot camps a week as well as working out from home. I was eating like a champion, albeit a champion who did not actually give up YOLKS and who used 1% milk in Sam’s shrimp soup instead of the required skim. But still. I was eating in a manner that could be described as Champion-esque, let’s say. AND I was a true believer in the cause…my mom has high blood pressure, I do not WANT to have it, and I think the AHA, especially the people involved in the Go Red for Women BETTER U campaign, are hella cool and their mission is righteous.
That said: This interview and article were done right as the squishy bits in my abdominal cavity began actively plotting to kill me. That particular photo was taken a good two months before Mellisa exploded and they had to cut me open in the terrible hospital. In those two months I lost more and more blood, which meant less oxygen and less energy, I exercised less frequently and less vigorously. Then, post surgery, I ate a lot of soft and comforting bland white items, such as potatoes. And white chocolate chip macadamia nut cookies. I now look like the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man version of the woman in that Family Circle picture, and I DAST not have my doc check my cholesterol.In something like five weeks, I leave on book tour. I usually gain a good five or ten pounds travelling the way one does on a book tour. Right after that, I am going to spend a week flopped on the beach sucking the butter off crustaceans and drinking too much wine with my ten favorite people in the world. I usually gain a good five pounds on my yearly vacation with my extended family. If I don’t get back on the horse, and by horse, I mean elliptical, none of my pants will be able to contain me. Heck, they can barely contain me now. By mid-July, Jabba the Hut’s pants will not be able contain me, and unlike Jabba, I cannot resort to going pantsless and chaining a bikini-clad princess up in front of me so you do not notice.
So. My comfort zone is currently “the sofa.”
Beloveds, I am getting out of it.
I am going to finish these five weeks of uncomfort zoning by trying to find my way back to a reasonable approximation of my former comfort zone, aka Endorphin Town. Starting tomorrow? I am OFF the comfort of all simple carbs. Sugar detox, as well as a shock and awe attack on my long neglected free weights. I can’t do core work or boot camp yet, but I can hit the elliptical 20 minutes a day and lift and eat more fruit and less Cold Stone Creamery. And I am going to.
Care to join me? You can consider yourself dared.