Wednesday, January 12, 2011

To compromise

So, I'm not thin. I'm not now, nor ever have I ever been thin.* This is a fact, something I've never tried to hide, here on the blog or anywhere else. Most people in my life love and accept me for who I am. Others........don't. So, to keep the peace, I promised VonMom I would go see a nutritionist. (Or in VonMom speak, nutritionalist) So, I saw one last night. During a snow storm. Not close to my house. Had to leave work early to get there. But.I.Went. Poor, poor nutritionist. Didn't know what hit her. I'm fully confident she went home and drank a few (likely calorie laden) drinks after our meeting. I was......myself. Before she could get to her spiel, I had to ask if she is a registered dietician. She is. Ok, not getting up and walking out yet. Mid-spiel, I said. "Please. Please stop reading from your script. I am me. This is me. I want you and I to have a conversation. You need to know about me before you can tell me what are some tips that are likely to work best for me." Well, she stopped reading from her script. We talked. She went all deer-in-the-headlights when I said: "You should probably know that I promote fat acceptance, am dabbling in fat activism, and am about to read Healthy at Every Size. You should read Healthy at Every Size too." and "You should also know that I tweet, and blog, and will most likely write about this is some form of social media in the very near future." This is the point where we started to compromise. She agreed to look into HAES, and I agreed to eat oatmeal two days a week. She agreed to put away the rubber food and the this-is-what-a-pound-of-fat looks like props, and I agreed to go to the gym on Sundays. I can work with compromise. Seeing that I am.....vocal......100% of the time, and I was also defensive and (admittedly a little on the offense) honest and......vocal.....during the meeting, she gets props for keeping me there the full hour. She may be a little afraid of me. This is fine, I will not lose sleep over this. If our compromises work and I become a healthier me, then that's ok by me. If they do not, at least I can say 'well, I gave it the ole college try' and continue living my life. A life that I love, and I feel is very complete, and interesting, and waaaay better than a lot of other people's lives. I wanted to state, here and now, that I've given a lot of thought to sharing this with you. Also, thought has gone into my new acceptance/activism and whether or not it will affect this blog. I've decided it will not. Much like politics, there are many many many out there who are doing a very good job blogging about these topics, and I'm going to leave it to them. I stand by my original idea/theme - which is to not have a theme. Or, to just continue to be the misanthropic ranter you know me to be. This post is simply the same as every other post I write - based on something that is on my mind right now, that I think I can witty-up a little and entertain you for a few moments. *I am of the pleasingly plump / charmingly chubby variety of life.

17 comments:

Jennifer said...

I was......myself.

Well then I'm sure she spit out her drink. :)

Not a fun night to be out, was it...

Jennifer said...

Which reminds me... Grizzled hasn't spit out his beer for a while. I still need to check out the calendar.

Von said...

You better, mah sistah

Pretentious Bastard said...

nicely said vonnie. Nicely said.

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

I stand by my original idea/theme - which is to not have a theme.

I support this, and as I mentioned in my 2011 inaugural statement, I am committed to bring people the finest random detritus on the web. Although I do tend to get into certain ruts on occasion.

BTW, I think I got some nice orb pictures tonight...
~

Big Bad Bald Bastard said...

You're healthy? Good blood pressure? Good resting pulse?

Hell, that's the important thing.

Next time, meet the nutritionist for a beer.

Jennifer said...

Did you have your oatmeal this morning?? It's good!! Try the steel cut if you don't like regular. I'm one of those sick people who likes it... even cold...

Shannon Erin said...

I'm glad you didn't let the nutritionist feed you a line of bullshit and stand for it. Nicely done!

Another Kiwi said...

That all sounds good to me, Von.

Von said...

I have ZERO time for fancy oatmeal. I eat the packets that come in the box that says instant. This is what I have time for.

Brando said...

First, good for you!

Second, as a regular oatmeal eater (because I like it), I also recommend getting some Dark Muscavado sugar. It tastes like brown sugar with a bit of a molasses flavor, and a spoonful will easily sweeten a whole bowl. Get the Quaker quick oats and the Muscavado and you can have a really tasty bowl of oatmeal in the same time as instant.

I do like the steel cut stuff, too. Has to be cooked on the stove which takes forever, but a nice treat for the weekends.

Mandos said...

What happens if you cut it with brass or with tungsten?

Big Bad Bald Bastard said...

I love the steel cut oats, but I usually make a pilaf-type dish out of them.

Like a horse, I usually consume my rolled oats raw, usually with yogurt and a touch of honey.

blue girl said...

Yeah, Von, good for you!

And all this oatmeal talk is making me laugh. lol (What the heck is "steel cut" oatmeal???)

Also this:

I have ZERO time for fancy oatmeal.

Should go on a t-shirt. lolol

zombie rotten mcdonald said...

I see a market for ytterbium-cut oats.

Another Kiwi said...

Oatmeal cut with baking soda has ruined the neighbourhood drug trade.

Kathleen said...

you rule Von. I'm glad you decided to share.