tsatske -> RE: Wheelchair Master (10/3/2008 7:14:41 PM)
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Thank you, sub 4 Hire. :) actually, I like having the encouragement of having 'goals and rewards'. Join any weight loss program and they will tell you to set 'non food rewards' for yourself. For the longest time I had trouble figuring out what the hell that meant to me. Then, as I got more and more in touch with MY reasons for wanting the weight off, instead of everyone elses reasons (and, believe it or not, other people have very strong oppinions on the 'proper' reasons and motivations to lose weight. Looking hot doesn't make the list of 'proper motivations'. "You should think you are beautiful now. Looking hot on't get you there. You need better self esteem. How important are looks to you anyway?" blah, blah, blah. And, doing it for a partner? OMG, off the charts the strong feelings people have on that - people are so PASSIONATE that it is just, I don't know, MORALLY WRONG for ANOTHER PERSON to even THINK of getting thin for anyone but themselves! "YOU MUST DO THIS FOR YOU AND ONLY YOU!" truly. Fuck all that. ) I finally let myself delve into what MY reasons were - being Hot, Doing it 'For Him', and looking great in clothes, and the social values of not being fat, are all way up there. Yes, the health benifits are tremendous - honestly, if I do not get the weight off, I am going to die of weight related health issues in the next decade. But that is just not as internally motivating to me as it 'should' be, and the others, well, they are. But another BIG one for me, is having the stanima, flexibility and health to DO physical things. I do some things. Doing them makes me think, act, and move like a thin person, and that is part of the process of getting there. But, honestly, some things really are off limits. Spelunking is pretty much limited to public tours that do not include size warnings - otherwise, I will end up dieing slowly of hunger stuck in some pass humouresly named 'Fat Mans Misery'. Or, well, maybe not dieing - maybe it will be like that story in 'house at pooh corner' where pooh gets stuck in his door for two weeks from being too fat, but then can get out again cause he lost weight being stuck there.... skydiving is out until I get below the limits that the professional tour companies that offer it set. Yes, if the plane is going down, they will hand you a parachute and give you a short lecture even if you weigh 600. But if some company is going to take your money to let you jump from their plane for fun, their risk managers suggest that they set a weight limit. Horseback riding stables have simular limits, never mind your memories of Joe Cartwright on TV. And, when it comes to those limits, I intend to be descernably under them - I do not think it will work for me, reward wise, to set out on my new adventure to reward myself for all my grand weight loss, only to have some stable manager say, 'Nu-Uh, no WAY you are under our weight limit. Climb on that scale over there, not-so-little lady. Well, I'll Be. Who Knew. I woulda SWORN you was bigger than that!' Not an image I find all that rewarding! LOL. So those are set as rewards, somewhat considerably under the limits (and I have checked into the limits, as well. I am serious about doing those things.) In fact, When trying to decide where to put some of the things on a rewards schedule, my sons suggested to me that skydiving was a biggie - the kind of thing people often to do to celebrate a life changing moment. So, therefore, they said, I should put that one at 'goal'. So I did. Then I met Master. and he said, If i get there, he will jump with me. Yep, I think that man loves me.
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