Healthy Living

A topic that has been circling around me lately, not about my usual topics of discussion, but is about health, nutrition and weight loss. Seriously, too many people eat too much sugar. They don't use it, the body doesn’t burn it, and it turns straight to fat. Cokes (or other sodas) have so much sugar in them and many people suck down exorbitant amounts of these carbonated beverages a day. What happened to moderation? You can eat anything that you want so long as you keep a portion on it. People's stomachs get bigger and bigger, not just on the outside, as they stretch it more and more with way too much food at one time. Then…they bitch and complain because they gained five pounds. Well, duh, bitch! You just ate an entire sheet cake in three days, all by yourself while watching television. It's really sad, to me, that people eat so much and don't see why they're gaining weight. The trick to losing weight is to lower portions. Get your stomach to shrink and you won't need so much food or to want to eat the sawdust bars coated in fake chocolate to make you feel fuller with less food. Eat smaller meals during the day, multiple ones, to keep your body constantly burning. It raises your metabolism and keeps your body turning fat to energy. As a diabetic, I can only eat 100 grams of carbohydrate a day. An average bagel has over 40 grams in one serving. A blueberry, Sara Lee brand, bagel has 61. That's two thirds of my average daily intake alone in one meal that people stuff down their gullets without thought and then look for more to go with it. This originally started out to be a helpful, nurturing piece of writing but now I'm finding myself angered because of my friends, the ones in real life, that always bitch about their weight while stuffing their gobs full of sticky, sugary snacks and washing them down with Coke after Coke. I don't know why I can't lose weight, they say. Hmmm. Put down the fucking donut and pick up some celery and peanut butter. No. It doesn’t taste as good but it's not going to make you gain two pounds either. What. The. Fuck. 'But I don't like vegetables!' Boo fucking hoo. When the world ends and we're all wearing tinfoil helmets, you'll have to eat something and when Hershey is out of business…what then? Okay, so maybe we won't be wearing tinfoil helmets, but geez. In moderation. Your body…it's yours. You can kill your heart if you want to. You can kill your liver. Sure. Go ahead. Very few people get transplants. Today, I found out that my uncle has the beginnings of cirrhosis. He's sucked down a twelve-pack a night for the past twenty years, when he wasn't in jail, and now I'm supposed to feel sorry for him? Nuuuu. My mom called me upset that her baby brother is sick. Well. I can see that but for fuck's sake, I'm not throwing streamers for a pity party. Cold and callous? Unfeeling? Perhaps. I didn't put the beer in his hands and tell him to drink it. His grown ass made his own damn decision and that's what he's got to live with. He knew, as does everyone, that being an alcoholic causes liver problems. Now. I don't wish him any pain and I don't want him to suffer. I really wish, as I have for years, that he'd open his eyes and put the bottle down. I've begged, bitched, pleaded, threatened, and cussed him out. So have his own children. None of that did any good. I love my uncle dearly, but he brought this upon himself. I can only wish him the best and hope that his time left is easy. It'll honestly probably be drunken. Well. Now that I've ranted… Fuck, people, just take care of your bodies. It's the only one that you've got and they do stuff without our permission. Our minds may not want things to happen but our bodies fail our minds many times. No one wants to die in pain. Think about your food choices and what you put in your body. Think of whether or not you really want or need it and how it's going to affect you. Here's to everyone making better decisions about their health.