Victory is sweet. In fact, I happen to know that it tastes a lot like pumpkin pancakes.
For those who have been following my blog, you know this was the summer (and then some) of the family weight-loss challenge. Talk amongst yourselves while I bring the latecomers up to speed.
My sister Terry, like many teachers, started the summer looking for a project. She decided it was time to get in shape. Pictures from a family wedding in June no doubt added fuel to the fire. Most of the women in our family need to lose weight, so Terry issued a challenge to all: let’s see who can lose the most over the summer. She put up $250 as a prize and the game was afoot.
Check under the Biggest Loser: Family Edition category in the right-hand column of this blog for posts detailing our months of struggle.
The contest end was set for Sisters Weekend. This was something of a moving target because it’s an undetermined fall weekend when my sisters, my mom and any sisters-in-law who are able, get together. We always have a lot of fun. There’s a big “No boys/kids allowed” sign hanging over the whole weekend.
We just had Sisters Weekend in Ann Arbor, Michigan. I am pleased to report that yours truly won the top prize. 5 months = 50 pounds lost.
My sister Judy took second place with a loss of 23 pounds. She won $100 put up by our brother Bill. Our sister-in-law Becky also awarded $50 to the winner (that would be me – did I mention that?), and our dentist brother Jim has promised a trip down to his domicile in Charleston, SC for a couple of days of fun and Zoom teeth whitening.
The award ceremony took place over Sunday brunch at Angelo’s in Ann Arbor. Rather ironic that my hand accepted a nice, fat check from Terry while my taste buds were still doing the happy dance from experiencing true yumminess and sweetness for practically the first time in 5 months, in the form of Angelo’s pumpkin pancakes.
I know what you’re thinking. “She hits the big goal and rewards herself with food? That’s how she got into this trouble in the first place. It’s going to be like every other time she’s lost weight – like jumping on a mini-trampoline in 8th grade cheerleading, hitting the gym floor and bouncing right back up!”
I say, “You don’t know me. Don’t judge.”
This time is different. As I’m typing this, I am eating lunch consisting of cottage cheese, a little fresh pineapple and tabouleh made with quinoa. Yes, you read me right. Quinoa. It’s a real food, not just something that uber-hip healthy types like to say because they want to show off the fact that THEY know this super-grain is pronounced “keen-wah”, and YOU have no idea what the hell they’re talking about.
Some family members were discouraged that they didn’t hit big numbers, but the great thing is that everyone lost something. We ended up with a combined weight loss of 130 pounds. That’s enough for a whole ‘nother sister! (Our new sister, Faticia McFatty, can plan next year’s weekend.)
I’m determined to keep up a healthy lifestyle by eating right and exercising. My husband has joined in the quest, and I couldn’t be happier about his decision.
To my dear family: please don’t give up. Take heart from the wonderful progress you’ve made, and keep on going. I want all of you to be healthier so you are around for many, many more years. You are all precious to me.
To my readers: thank you for your support – it really helped. I still have a little ways to go, but I am resolved. A little less food, a little more moving. If I can do it, so can you.
This is such an emotional moment of self-actualization and affirmation that I feel a little prayer is in order. Here is my new serenity prayer:
Lord grant me…
…the courage to keep the weight off in the face of daily temptation,
…the serenity to accept my droopy bottom,
…and the wisdom to not become that annoying ex-fatty who lectures everyone on the importance of adding flaxseed to their diets.