Monday, May 6, 2013

International No Diet Day

What better way to return from my blogging hiatus than to remind my readers that May 6th is International No Diet Day!

I've been frantically busy with work, in addition to experiencing a (hopefully) minor medical emergency (more on that perhaps a bit later--when I have time!).

In the meantime, I hope you're all passing a peaceful day and not obsessing about every morsel of food that passes your lips. And if you enjoy moving your body, do so! I hope that we can all--for at least one day--be at peace with our bodies, no matter what shape or size, we are!

(I had a terrific image to add to this post, but the good folks at Blogger, like all IT types, have "improved" Blogspot to the point where I couldn't add the image. Thanks (major sarcasm), Blogger!) 

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Toronto Public Health DOES Get It

This is a poster I saw at a bus shelter a few days ago in downtown Toronto:





It's self-explanatory, but let's go over what it says--and perhaps even more importantly, given the hysterical, anti-obesity environment we're living in--what it doesn't say.

What we see is a public health poster on certain things we can do to prevent type 2 diabetes. It is made up of some text and three pictures. The picture on the left shows a family going for a walk. They're pretty ordinary people, not particularly slim nor fat. Just ordinary folk, not two ripped young people running through the woods, making sure their arm muscles appear to their best advantage.

The picture on the upper right shows a man of about 60. He's a little on the heavy side, again, not some super, lean and mean senior showing off his incredible physique despite his age. The gentleman is holding some fruit. He's standing in front of the fresh produce section of a grocery store.

The picture on the lower right shows a young man drinking from what is clearly a (non-plastic) water bottle. Just an ordinary guy.

The messages are simple, clear and POSITIVE: "be active - eat well - be tobacco-free". The question, "what's your small step?" simply encourages people to do their best.

This kind of inclusive public service message tells us that we can all do something to improve our health, rather than telling us that we are BAD and FAT and destined to be SICK.

Compare this poster with the fortunately short-lived Georgia campaign to stop childhood obesity:

That's a mighty positive message, isn't it (sarcasm alert)?

Contrary to the state of Georgia, I think Toronto Public Health has got it right.




Monday, March 4, 2013

We Interrupt Our Regularly Scheduled Programming

...to bring you pictures of our two new furry family members.

This is Bro:

And this is Ella:


This is their third day with us. We adopted the siblings from Toronto Cat Rescue on Saturday. They were being boarded at a pet store and cared for by loving staff, but with almost no space to roam and play.

Bro and Ella are four years old and were given up for adoption when the family they lived with split up.

Our family was looking for two adult cats with sweet personalities. Our previous cat, Jelly Bean, was a supremely neurotic female orange tabby. Apparently, they can have really difficult personalities and Miss J.B. was up there with the best of them: a combination of Greta Garbo ("I vant to be left alone") and Miss Destruction (carpets, furniture, pee and poo everywhere but in the box). J.B. did not brighten our lives, but we stood by her until her sudden and untimely death from a blood clot.

This time around we were looking for some real cat love. I think we've found it.

Yes, that's the sound of the whole family purring...

Thursday, February 28, 2013

Bullying is Just Not a Good Thing


The Weight-o-Sphere has its share of bullies. They're scary people. Really.

Read this article: Effects of Bullying Last into Adulthood, in the New York Times, and watch this:




Monday, February 25, 2013

Michelle Obama REALLY REALLY Doesn't Get It

Prader-Willi Syndrome is a rare genetic disorder. One of its most disturbing symptoms is the complete  inability to feel satiety. People with Prader-Willi are always hungry. Those who have this syndrome are born with it and there is currently no cure.

According to Wikipedia, other symptoms include "low muscle tone, short stature, incomplete sexual development, cognitive disabilities, and problem behaviors". Low muscle tone means that engaging in physical activity is more difficult and less productive, although now PW children are treated with growth hormones, which improves their muscle tone.

But what does Prader-Willi syndrome have to do with Michelle Obama?

Well, as we know, Mrs. Obama is leading a crusade to eliminate childhood obesity. So who are some of the experts she has called upon to help her slay the obesity dragon? Why a couple who have a child with PWS, of course!

Tanya and Keegan Johnson are travelling from Etobicoke, a suburb of Toronto, to Washington to help Mrs. Obama out. Here's a quote from a recent Toronto Star article on the family's upcoming visit to Washington:
"If you can keep a child with Prader-Willi at a healthy, thin weight, then you can keep anyone thin [my emphasis]. We have the answers to obesity," [Mrs. Johnson] said. "We feel strongly that we have a lot to offer Michelle Obama and her team."
Here's a picture of the Johnson family:



Though it shows very little of their bodies, the parents both appear to be slim, as are their two children (one with PWS, one without). I would be curious to know whether either parent has ever had issues with keeping his/her weight at a "thin, healthy" level (to quote Mrs. Johnson). Please don't get me wrong: I'm sure the Johnsons are brave parents and totally dedicated to their child. Dealing with a PW child must be incredibly difficult. I just seriously doubt that they have any real understanding of the complexity of childhood obesity for children who do not have PWS.

Under "Dietary Management" on the International Prader-Willi Organization's site, it says the following:
The vast majority of people with PWS show excessive eating behaviours including stealing food, stealing money in order to buy food, taking food from others, breaking locks on cupboards, and so on. They often display an extraordinary ability to find food and just when you thought it was safe to leave the room for a few moments, you'll return to find something missing! Added to this is an inability to reason bewteen right and wrong when it comes to food-seeking, and you have the makings of some serious behavioural challenges.
Unfortunately it is also very easy for people with PWS to gain weight, due to the combination of the overriding desire to eat, coupled with the low muscle tone (if growth hormone has not been used) which makes exercising difficult, slow, and therefore no fun. Therefore managing weight gain in PWS becomes even more critical.
Management also means locks on pantries, fridges, food cupboards - not straight away, but when food-seeking becomes apparent. Although this might seem antiquated and unfair, it is incredibly helpful to the person with PWS to know that food is secure and is not a temptation to them. [my emphasis]
Well, there it is, ladies and gentlemen: the secret to eradicating childhood obesity. Let the "disordered-eating-for-life games" begin!







Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Assumptions

I've been hugely busy with work and helping a friend who's just had a hip replacement and has absolutely no family in town, so posting has been extremely sparse recently.

However, I overhead a bit of a conversation today that I could not NOT comment on:

I was at the Pilates studio, waiting for my instructor to arrive. There was only one other client in the room--a woman in her mid-sixties--who was almost at the end of her private lesson with another instructor at the studio.

Instructor: I can see that you take care of your body.

Student (surprised): No.

Instructor: You must be doing some sort of exercise. At least walking.

Student (not sure what to say): I always tried to look good in a bathing suit. You know, fifteen years ago.

As I heard the instructor praising her new student (they were obviously just getting to know each other), it was absolutely clear why she assumed that this lady worked out and therefore "took care of herself": she was slim. So "obviously", she took care of herself.

Remember: slim = healthy. That's what they all tell us.

The funny thing is, there's another instructor at the studio who's built--pardon the expression--like a brick shithouse. If you just glanced at her in passing and applied the same assumption as the instructor I  quoted above, you would think that she should really lose weight. But if you watch her at work, you can see that she is no doubt very muscular, though those big muscles are covered with a nice layer of padding. She was not in the room while this conversation was going on but I thought of her and wondered how she would feel if she heard a comment like the one I heard. Hopefully, she wouldn't give a hoot. But I gave a hoot for her.

Sunday, January 20, 2013

Food Fears: Now Let's Laugh

A friend of mine sent me this hysterical take-off on food fears (see my previous post, "It's All Poison").

What a wonderful antidote to fear-based eating. Enjoy! With copious thanks to the brilliant Michael Bihovsky (www.michaelbihovsky.com).



Here are the lyrics. If this doesn't brighten your day, I don't know what will. Of course, if you're part of the food police, you'll probably ask the judge to issue a warrant for Bihovsky's arrest!

**Lyrics**

VALJEAN
One grain more
A dash of millet flour might be the key
This never-ending road to gluten free
This horrifying food I eat
Will never taste the same as wheat
One grain more...

COSETTE
A quarter cup of cornflake crumbs
To meet my carbohydrate quota

VALJEAN
One grain more

MARIUS & COSETTE
A teaspoon of some xanthan gum
And still it tastes like...baking soda

EPIPEN
One more dairy substitute

MARIUS & COSETTE
Will I ever eat again?

EPIPEN
Drinking oat milk from a carton

MARIUS & COSETTE
What I'd give for pizza pie

EPIPEN
Now I spend my days confused

MARIUS & COSETTE
Or a slice of beef on rye...

EPIPEN
Wond'ring how you milk an oat

VALJEAN
It's so good to see you, Quinoa!
You're the protein source I chose
Still, you look as if I've seen ya
Coming out of someone's nose

MARIUS & COSETTE
Flax instead of eggs
Try to make it whip
Now what do we use
Instead of chocolate chips?
Carob doesn't work
Carob is a trap
Anyone who's had it
Knows it tastes like crap!

VALJEAN & EPIPEN
When the hell is this stuff dated?

MARIUS & COSETTE
Burned and bloated day and night

VALJEAN & EPIPEN
Why's it smell like something died?

COSETTE
What on earth is "lecithin"?

MARIUS
Love, I fin'ly defecated!

EPIPEN
This does not feel like a bun...

ALL
Do you hear the people sneeze
And cough and wheeze
From allergies?

VALJEAN
One grain more!

MARIUS
(simul)
So I added wheat -- I'm sorry
We still had some left in stock
Nothing says "it's time to party"
Like anaphylactic shock
So I guess this must be Quinoa
It's not so gross, I suppose
Still it looks as if I've seen ya...

COSETTE
(simul)
Will I ever eat again?
What if there's a trace of tree nuts?
Someone get my Epi-pen
I'm not supposed to breathe in peanuts!

EPIPEN
(simul)
Have you ever milked an oat?
Guess it's better than a goat
Try a little nog
Smoother than a silk
Even though it's made
Of neither eggs nor milk!
Have another roll
Harder than a rock
Better hold your breath,
Because it tastes like-

VALJEAN & MARIUS
Tomorrow we will bitch and moan
Tomorrow we'll need cortisone

ALL
Tomorrow we'll discover foods
That even vegans have forsworn!
Wish me luck
Mother(BLEEEEEEEEEP)
One grain more...