I Should Practice What I Preach

Kendrie -- Day 360 OT!! Five more days ….. big announcement coming soon!

PS In Advance: Lisa, I know the recent music on this site makes you crazy. So I should warn you up front to turn OFF your computer speakers for this song, at least until you’ve had three very large, very strong, cups of coffee. Or eggnog. With lots of rum. Your choice. Because as much as I would love to calm down the music for you, I simply can’t deny my inner hoodlum. And my inner hoodlum? Loves this song.

So, what was I talking about the other day? Hmmm, what was it? Something about being fat, and hating to exercise, and how my ultimate goal in life, besides total-body liposuction, is to encourage my children to have positive self body image. To teach them respect for their bodies, to be careful and thoughtful about what they put in their mouth, to love their bodies no matter their size, and to treat their bodies with the care and diligence they deserve.

That there is no reason for excess:



No, never. No reason, at all, for excess:



That there is never a time where it is ok to stand around in public, licking food off your fingers as if you don’t know when your next meal is coming:



Or, to shovel candy in your mouth as if your parents have never introduced you to the beauty that is a Brach’s Christmas Nougat:




And if, in a moment of terrible weakness, you do splurge, just a little bit, and perhaps eat a morsel or two, then the best thing to do is exercise. Perhaps by stretching. But not necessarily across the table to reach for the other bowl of Smartees:



That will-power is perhaps *not* always found in groups, and when one person caves and eats themselves into complete sugar oblivian, chances are a friend, or two or six or seven, will join you:




And most of all, if all else fails, remember that people in gingerbread houses should not throw stones. Or, walk up the staircase because it will probably collapse from the weight of all the damn chocolate you’ve been eating: