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It’s Bad when it’s a “Fad”

Let’s be honest, there’s a reason why fad diets are referred to as “Fad Diets.”

They can be the hottest thing in the planet, with multiple testimonials on how “effective” it is, but truth of the matter is that it’s simply fad, with no assurance that you will achieve your health goals effectively, safely and in a timely manner.

Trust me, i know. I’ve been carrying the extra weight for about 10 years now and I could probably give you a grocery list of the diet plans I’ve tried through the years. Did any of them work? Maybe at first – but many years down the line and I still carry the extra weight with me like a baggage I can’t seem to shake off.

Image courtesy of Penn State U

Here are some things about fad diets that you need to know:

Fad diets may not be healthy. Fad diets may have short- and long-term effects on the body. In the short term, you may lose pounds but drastic weight loss without proper nutrition may have serious long-term effects on the body. When the body loses weight, the vital organs such as the liver and kidney will be overworked, as they try to get rid of excess fat and toxins from the body. It is important to support the body with proper nutrition. Proper monitoring of the body is needed when losing weight.

Image courtesy of The Mayo Clinic

Fad diets are not based on nutrition. You are what you eat. Even if you are on a diet, your body needs the right nutrition to keep energy levels high and to avoid adverse health effects in the long run. To get all the essential nutrients, the diet should include balanced nutrition with different food groups, such as lean protein, vegetables and controlled fat and sources of sugar, like healthy carbohydrates and fruits.

Fad diets may lead to health problems. Losing weight may put some stress on vital organs. It is important that a person is healthy to go on a diet. It is always advisable to see a doctor before starting any weight-loss program and to be closely guided throughout the process.

Fad diets results are short-term. Most fad diets will help you lose weight for a short period of time, but you will eventually gain more than what you lost. When the body does not get balanced nutrition, it will try to preserve itself by slowing down metabolism, making burning fat harder. While there may be weight loss initially, the body will eventually need more food to compensate for the loss, which can lead to more weight gain.

Fad diets may not help get rid of the fats. When weight and muscle are lost initially, you may be led to believe that a diet is effective. However, most weight loss resulting from fasting or starvation comes from burning vital muscles and not the loss of fat. When the body is starving, metabolism causes it to store energy, which it gets from body fat. But when there is little fat or muscle left, the body will start to metabolize the organs that are made of lean tissue. This may lead to stroke, heart attack or liver and kidney failure.

To lose weight, increase vegetable consumption, drink more water, eat lean protein, reduce fats and sugar consumption, including refined carbohydrates. Healthy habits like sleeping well and exercising will also aid healthy weight loss.

While you feel the need to lose weight, remember that your health matters more than the numbers on the weighing scale. Do your research before trying any fad diets.

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Uniqlo and the size 29 waistline

Imagine this: You are a person that is a bit particular and slightly neurotic when it comes to your close. You seldom buy anything, but when you do — it’s definitely something you just have to have, coveting it passionately, convinced that it’s a piece you can use over and over. So you throw caution (and budget worries) to the wind, pick-up the item and headed to the fitting room. Everything went as planned until you reach the part where you need to pull up the zipper and close the buttons. It just wouldn’t budge. So you huff and puff and you try to squeeze your belly until you grow frustrated.

Dejected, you pull the thing off you and exit the fitting room frustrated and a bit annoyed. You hand the item back to the friendly store staff while mumbling, “do you have a bigger size?”

…and in your head, you already know that nothing in the store fits you.

Well that was me last Saturday. After seeing a Women DI G.V.G.V Project pants in dark blue, marked on sale!

I was trying to rebuild my wardrobe to make it more casual and corporate-looking. Sadly, the recent turn of events in the kaisha has dictated that I clean up the wardrobe and say goodbye to my Shibuya-Harajuku costumes. I don’t know when we’ll have the new HR head, but I reckon she or he won’t be a fan of my dyed-blonde hair and Tokyo street fashion-style clothes. I had to stock on sensible pants, long-sleeved blouses and pumps.

Sadly, the perfect blue-colored pants just won’t fit me. The label says it can accommodate a 73 centimeter waistline. Well, the last time my waist line was size 29 was when I was still a reporter. My current waistline is eons away from that figure already, and it’s been my constant source of grief ever since!

I checked the other racks containing pants in dizzying designs and colors, the biggest size was size 29.
I checked the stack of jeans, the measurement stopped at size 29. Sadly, I am not a size 29. Far from it.

And then it hit me, I might not be able to buy a pair of pants in Uniqlo until I whittle away my disgusting waistline to the size 29 that seemed to be the threshold size for most of their pants. I know that this might be an isolated stocking issue since Uniqlo carries large sizes in Japan and possibly, in their other branches worldwide. Maybe, my waistline is just too big?

I don’t know how to address this. Sad and frustrated with my constant battle with the bulge, I bought the cute graphic Maxi Disney dress and consoled myself with how the dress skimmed all the bulges and curves I have come to hate.

Yet, deep inside I knew I was again at mercy of my constant battle with my size and my weight.

Denim Dreams

I was the girl who was always in skirts and dainty little dresses.
Not because I am a girly-girl, but those are the only things that fit me.

For a time, I posted a series of my woes on this blog — woes about being fat, being a dress-size too big, of clothes not fitting and of having to deal with insensitive people who make fun of me because of my weight.

My friends used to wonder why they haven’t seen me wear jeans–I told them it’s much of a trouble (and too much of a traumatic experience) to fit jeans in places where they do not have my size.

I knew it would be a long time before I can go back to jeans again — to toss off that rugged, rock and roll look that comes effortlessly for some, but had gone on to be much of a trauma for little, old fat me.

…and then, I got involved in Fitfil. I lost a few pounds (8.8! still a long way to go to my ideal weight) and lost a few in my girth.

And here’s what I wore earlier:

Forever 21+ Denim Jeans - Regular Straight Cut
Forever 21+ Denim Jeans – Regular Straight Cut

* picture from the Forever 21 website I was wearing the exact thing earlier, plaid button-downs, Forever 21+ jeans with heavy goth boots.

I WAS WEARING JEANS! Might not be a big deal for some, but for someone like me who’s been abstaining from dark denim for about three (or was it four?) years already, this is a reason to celebrate. The denim, a purchase from the Forever 21 store in SM Makati, is from the eponymous line’s Forever 21+ collection (for curvy girls). The happy thing is my waistline is down to 34, only 6 more inches before I go back to my normal waistline. The funny thing is — the jeans are still a bit loose on my waist area!

I know this is just a small victory in my battle against the bulge. But it’s definitely something that I want to celebrate. It’s been a long time indeed and honestly, I felt a surge of emotion after I have tried it on — went seamlessly and fits just fine. No bulges, no awkward push and pulls, no straining buttons, it was perfect.

My battle with the bulge is just beginning (and made more difficult, no thanks to Christmas) and I intend to continue to have the upper hand. While I know that it will take me a long time to achieve my ideal weight (120 lbs) –I am not and will never give up.

One day, I will no longer have to hide under tonics, leggings, whimsy skirts and dainty dresses. Wearing denims will no longer be just a dream.

* Forever 21+ Denims retails for PHP695.00

A fat chance to stardom

Let’s set aside the politically correct BS and discuss like sane and matured human beings whose mind can take a very light and free wheeling discussion.

Here’s something from Popseoul:

Meet the PiggyDolls

Honestly and minus all the trying-to-be-a-good-girl BS, would you spend your bucks to support and follow these gorgeously large ladies the same way you spent money and supported religiously those waif-thin girl groups like Kara, 2NE1 or Wondergirls? I mean, come on — the minute you started loving 2NE1, a part of you wanted to just buy and wear those ridiculously beautiful clothes.

Coming from someone whose self esteem is severely affected and hampered by my unfortunate weight gain, I am just concerned that these girls might be setting themselves up to further pain and not-so-kind hearted comments in a world where beauty and attractiveness is measured by the size of the clothes you wear and the number registered in your weighing scale.

I have no doubt that these girls are talented — after all, what kind of producer would gamble on a talentless star? (oh, maybe except Pinoy film outfits who kept producing shows for no-talent wannabes). But I sincerely wish that the group was formed SIMPLY BECAUSE THEY ARE GOOD and not because “IT’LL BE AN EFFING RIOT IF WE FORM AN ALL-GIRL GROUP, MAKE THEM ALL FAT AND CALL THEM PIGGY DOLLS”. Because, nothing in that statement is funny or appropriate. It’s cruel, selfish and sad.

And that’s where my next problem comes in. Really, PIGGY DOLLS? The fact that they are obviously on the heavy side is not obvious enough so WE MUST STATE THE OBVIOUS? Oh wow, so the selling proposition here is the size, not the talent? Am I right? Cos, yes– if I am right, then I sincerely believe that the world is really EFFED UP badly. Yeah, come on and tell me it’s a world play of the PUSSY CAT DOLLS — but really? It’s not even funny. Cos it’s an obvious label to people.

Nothing made me more miserable when I gained weigh and had a problem losing it. People treated me like being a bit on the heavy side is an affliction or a sickness. In a country like the Philippines where the standard greeting is, “ang taba mo!” (you’re fat!) instead of “how are you?” I shudder to even think of how my briliant fellowmen would receive performers like these beautiful ladies. In a world where thin is beautiful and fat is what prompts people to make stupid, fat jokes — is it right to capitalize on the weight of your talent and not on their mere brilliance alone?

Know what, I seriously wish these girls succeed. Cos nothing can be greater than the sweet taste of success: no matter which weight your are.

Searching for the old me.

Like I always mention before, I was not always the big tub of lard that I am today. I used to roll on the shores of Boracay in a bikini top and itsy-bitsy shorts. I used to be the one who had the curves in all of the right places. My jeans used to fit me real good and I used not to be embarrassed when asking for pant sizes. To put it bluntly, I was considered thin then–thin, with a good dose of curves thanks to a protruding butt that would otherwise belong to JLo or Kim K.

But that was five–or six years ago.

Now, the closest I will get to wear in Boracay is a piece of tankini plus good board shorts which will cover my massive thighs. I am now a tub of lard and has gotten past my allowed weight limit. Some of my clothes do not fit me now and I have given a way quite a few to people who deserve to wear them. To put it bluntly: I am now chubby, in dire need of diet due to health concerns.

One of my biggest peeves is when people I haven’t met in a long time will–instead of giving their felicitations (as polite people do) would go all melodramatic on me and declare, “Oh maaaah Gawd, what happened to you? You got faaaat???” During instances such as these, all my reserved decorum and propriety will fall out the window and I will be cross, go all Edward Sullen on the unsuspecting moron and even use my favorite comeback statements:
1. “and you’re still ugly/ and you still look like a monkey”
2. I’m fine, thank you for that wonderful greeting
3. Ow! You’ve hurt my feelings…
4. F@ck off…

No, seriously speaking–what’s with Filipinos and their tactless comments, right? Doesn’t really matter if its an old college classmate, friend, family or your grandmother. Someone is bound to go all crass on you and will point out the obvious (your bulging tummy).

I used to let it slide, but after being told (to my face) that I will likely go childless if I don’t shape up, I got paranoid. (Yes, I also got pissed off with the thoughtless, uncalled for remark on my child bearing capabilities and its subsequent relationship on my weight). I really wanted to have a child and its something where I am willing to do everything just to have a Little Mike of my own (considering my hubby’s amazing gene pool).

Anyway, so I resolved to lose weight. How? I have no idea.

I have decided to cut rice (little by little) into my diet and is now preferring to eating oatmeal at night. I have stopped being a softdrinks junkie (but I still can’t resist Coke Sakto–but am getting there). Slowly foregoing red meat and even coffee (which is too hard for me considering I am a caffeine junkie too). The only thing missing from me is daily exercise which I hope to give attention to this weekend.

It kinda sucked being chubby especially if you’re someone who loves fashion. I have so much outfit ideas which I can’t execute due to the piece of flab on my tummy. I also hated the fact that I tire easily and that my brother has considered me a punch line on all his fat jokes. I sometimes want to punch his skinny ass just to give him a taste of his own medicine. Sometimes, I always say that I am lucky to have found and married someone who loved me for who I am–fab or flab. I can’t imagine dating and the consequent damage it will do to my self-esteem if ever I am single, looking and chubby.

So, here I am. Especially concerned on my diet and on on how I will go back to the person I used to be so many pounds ago.

I just wish people would see me beyond the flab and the numbers indicated on my weighing scale.

Credit:
“Cathy” cartoons by Cathy Guisewite

Cokehead, I am

I probably mentioned during one of my endless rants here on my online domain that five freaking years ago, I gained weight and I never stopped gaining ever since. From the lithe and elfin 90 pounds when I was still in university, I boomed to 140 pounds by the time I turned 29. I am 5 feet tall (short?) and by all accounts you could probably say that I am 30 pounds overweight.

(Yeah, people of the world who take delight in pointing out my weight gain–laugh all you want! May you be stuck by a lightning and a bad case of chronic diarrhea!)

Earlier this year, I vowed to start doing something about my weight if i REALLY want to freaking procreate.

(Embarrassing side story: I pretty much had it up to here with people teasing me and The Hubby about the fact that we haven’t had kids yet in spite of a year into our marriage. I pretty much stopped agreeing to meet old friends cos it’s starting to get offensive when they ask me about “procreating”. The thing with Pinoys is we’re so effing taklesa for our own good. It’s hard to keep myself from slapping friends who ask the same questions over and over again: So, when will you have kids?).

Anyway, back to the weight story. Since January started cutting back on meat and started running on a twice a week basis. I also stopped myself from snacking too much on sweets and salty food (which basically makes life heaven for me). But there’s one thing I can’t stop myself from doing: stop DRINKING COKE and coffee!

Caffeine is ruining my life, as we know it.

Every morning, I refuse to function without a steaming hot coffee on the table. I take a bath, dress myself and go to work, where–again–I will take my second cup. At the course of the day, I will drink coke or iced tea depending on the availability on the office vendo. On weekends–no thanks to the maddening heat wave–I will start and end the day with ICE COLD COKE.

And so, the struggle to stop gaining weight continues.

I don’t know what it is with coke and coffee that I simply can’t let go. Was it due to force of habit (I was a writer and I can’t think minus my coffee), or was it the taste? Or I just simply lack the will to just STOP DRINKING.

You could probably say I am the world’s biggest caffeine junkie. I really should stop before I start shooting em up. Imagine me trying to shoot up Coke, lugging my own 1.5 (Zero) with an IV attached to my arm. 🙂

Yes, she’s fat. So what?

from the Guardian UK

Her name is Gabourey Sidibe.
Recently nominated for an Oscar for Best Actress in a Lead Role, for the highly-acclaimed movie “Precious: based on the novekl Push by Sapphire”.
She is also overweight.

So freaking what?

For a few days now after her enchanted evening at the Oscars where she displayed both confidence and poise, Gabby Sidibe was on the news for being labeled “the most enormous, fat black chick” and a “woman the size of the planet”

The fact that she displayed talent on her first role in Hollywood is inconsequential. To some, she is just fat. Period.

I doubt if Hollywood still needs to ram it up Gabby’s throat her weight issues. Obviously she knows that. And hell, aside from watching her movie (and wishing her well for her career in Hollywood) what happens in her life, her weight and her physical well being is her business alone. There is no need to say what we think. WHAT DOES GABBY THINK? What does she feel? It is fortunate that this young woman has a good head on top of her shoulders and that she has the confidence to pull her through this issue.

If one day, she decides to lose weight, then it is her call. If one day, she felt the need to be healthy–NOT stick-thin–but healthy…it is her life and her decisions. No one should tell her that she will not “make it out there” because she is fat. It is an insult to her talent.

The reality that some people STILL refuses to see other people AS WHO THEY REALLY ARE, and BEYOND their size, weight or color is simply too sad.