This has nothing to do with Quakerness, but maybe to do with Lent. I just went to the Dr. and I have gained almost 60 lbs in a year! A lot of it has to do with meds, but still! WOAH.
Man.
I am trying to figure out a response. Um, gym, much? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH/
In other news, after several trying meetings for business, God told me to apply for membership.
Well, okay.
So I did. I am now nominated for Care and Support, pending my membership. I feel like maybe this is where my gifts lie, if I can ever stop thinking/talking about myself.
(ME = MOST FASCINATING SUBJECT EVER)
Oh god.
I think If I felt more honest I would blog every day. But I am afraid of the family and friends. Maybe I should go back to anon blogging. Who knows.
Life seems suspended until April, first week, when I learn if Welles*ey wants me or not.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.
Could I be more obsessed with myself?
SIXTY POUNDS. FIVE POUNDS AWAY FROM OBESE. HOW CAN I BE DEEP RIGHT NOW?
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Well, ... having still to drop 40 pounds meself... here is the diet which worked for me, too well after law school. Breakfast, tea with lemon -- milk in tea makes one want eggs and eggs makes one want sausage and toast and potatoes and, etc., so lemon ... tea and fruit salad -- it is a sort of nice sugar charge without any fat. Lunch\diner, about 4:30 - 6:00ish, Greek Salad - protein from Feta Cheese, lots of fill me up lettuce ... then make sure to be busy up until it is time to read a good book to knock you out at night... I lost about 5 pounds + a week, in a summer I went from far too much over well 2..., I wont say, I lost about 90 in a single summer. kept most of it off ... though, the past year or so, gained a bit...
I would not worry about speaking about thyself, thee speaks about quite a lot of other good stuff, which from thy reader's comments, should convince thee that folks take thee as thee is ... rather OK and better. Besides, if thee did not share thy worries, where else would thee get free diet advice! Also, on that topic ... school puts weight on one, much too much sitting around ... another bit of advice ... buy a, what we on the lower east side call, a spaldeen, a red rubber hand ball, find someone who also wants a ten minute workout, find a good blank wall... (without windows!) and play handball, keeps thee running, it is a great fast workout, and is a great outlet for any latent killer instincts even the most demure Quaker lass might harbour deep in the dark night of the soul...
Rules for the New York lower east side handball game, "Kings." Game elements. A spalldeen. A brick wall. Pavement squares. The player to the left serves, hitting the ball as many times as wanted, in player's own box. The ball must bounce before hitting the wall. The player then hits the ball into the next player or player's boxes. It must bounce on the sidewalk before the second line in the pavement away from the wall, this is like the out of bounds line behind the players... The player served to, can hit the ball before it bounces on the ground. The player served to hits the ball in their own box until serving to another player.
Advantages, the ball stays low, so one not only has to run a few steps, one has to crouch, lots of burned calories. One can "cut" the ball, putting a back spin on it with the blade of the hand, so that it goes wild in the other person's box ... trying to do this right will keep you racing about like nutz over miss hit balls going wild in thy own box...
My stroke oar'sman from my pre-school crew went to Columbia law, while I was in school, so we would play NYU law against Columbia law in Kings, against the wall of the schools... who knows... Kings might come to Harvard and some nearby rival, PS 138?
BUT! As thee will be in school awhile, it is better to find a little bit of every day to do some really hard play, during the school years, rather than after, as I did ... the time taken to exercise makes thee much more happy to study and bend thy head afterwards.
I have ever confidence Cambridge will accept thee into membership. If not, a mob of us New York Quakers are going to go up there and kick some Quaker butt. ... in a fFriendly sort of way.
Thine in frith and fFriendship
lor
HEY QUICK!!! CHECK THY EMAIL! Norma Waterson and Martin Carthy are playing in Boston tonight... details in thy email...!!!!!!!!!
(lor)
As for being the most fascinating subject ever, there probably has to be a certain amount of narcissism in any of us who write on intimate topics (like, say, spritual life) for a wider public than ourselves alone. But, you know what? The world would be the poorer for it if the writers of reflective pieces all stopped thinking about our experiences. I learn far more from reading thoughtfully introspective pieces like yours than from carefully objective material. Humans share confidences as a way to become close--we just do! And it wouldn't work without at least a jot of self-absorption to make the writing "go" for the writer.
Hm... I think what I'm actually saying here is that you shouldn't worry about being the most fascinating human ever. 'Cause that's _me_. ;>
Seriously, good luck with the weight control issue. I struggle with it myself, and certainly I'd be lying if I didn't admit I'd love to be sveldt and glamorous looking--simplicity and plainness just _look_ so much better on a size six frame, ya know? But I do know that the bottom line is this: for me to care for my health--and that, I think, is more about nutrition, stress management, and exercise than the number on the scale--and for my friends' eyes to light up when I enter a room. Which they do... so asking more really would be about vanity.
(I still wanna look like Emma Thompson in my next life...)
500 calories a day is 1 pound a week..........1 soda, 1 pat of butter, and 3 miles of walking (or 10 minutes of jumping rope, if you need the efficiency).
People who matter won't mind if you are honest........people who mind don't matter.
Be well.........
write...........please.
Hi Amanda,
I lost a lot of pounds somehow in the past 6 months and would like to have some of them back.
If you think any of yours are mine, let me know.
- - Rich Accetta-Evans
P.S. It's always refreshing to visit your blog.
Oh, poor Rich! I will interrogate this fat ASAP and see if I can send it back to NYC for you.
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