Last night hubby and I went to see the first ALCS baseball game-the Texas Rangers versus the New York Yankees. In addition to my obvious unnatural obsession with Derek Jeter, I have been a die-hard Yankees fan for almost 24 years.
|Yeah, he's hideous.|
Which I might add is much less than my grandmother's 85+ years of being a fan. She was a fan back in the days of Ruth, and Gehrig, all the way through DiMaggio, Mantle and Maris-so I guess it's genetic. She could not go with us to the game, mainly because she has alot of health issues, but also because she is 96 and it is not a good idea to have maggoty kids breath and wipe their boogery fingers on her. So she chilled at home with Satan spawn-they were rapty attentive to the game on TBS...
|Not sure which is more spoiled...|
So being a Yankees fan, I have been lucky to see many postseason baseball games. However, it was painfully obvious that the Rangers fans had not seen a playoff game in over a decade. PAIN-FULL-Y.
Not only did we have about 5 petri-dishes sitting in our row with equally annoying and gross parents, but then every inning, kids were up with parents to empty their pea-sized bladders, and returned with monster sodas and cotton candy/nachos/nasty hotdogs/etc. Just crap. That they ate half of...fucking squanderers!!
What's worse is that their parents, having obviously bought tickets for the first time, had NO baseball etiquette.
So here are my rules for observing sports-for all of you to follow and take to your graves. Maybe you know these, maybe you don't-but I strongly suggest adherence, because any shred of patience I had was lost last night-and if you screw these up and are sitting by me I will go ape-shit on your ass. I swear.
1. If you have to go to the bathroom, wait until the current play/batter/point is done-or wait for a break in play completely-like a timeout or half inning. Please. Because next time not only will I trip you on your way out the aisle, but I'll kick your aggravating ass down the stairs. On accident of course. I swear, Your Honor.
2. If EVERYONE in front of you is sitting, and you are standing, turn around. I guarantee everyone is either sitting and looking at you with the anger of a thousand suns, or standing and staring at you with the anger of a thousand hornets because their legs are cramping up a storm. SO SIT THE FUCK DOWN. Standing for important game changers and cheering is totally cool, or if it is tradition for everyone to stand all the time...
3. If you are very annoyingly cheering and shouting and being horrible to warrant baby midget kicks in the shins, then when the tides turn and your team is losing, do NOT get angry or yell at the other teams fans for cheering. Do not tell them to sit down and shut up. I agree that no matter who your team is, taunting is not cool, but turn about is fair play. Suck it up, shit happens and your team may choke on a splinter so don't count your chickens. You get me?
4. Act like you've been there before. What I mean by this is that going apeshit because your team hasn't been there in 10+ years, then getting pissed and BOOING when your team starts losing is absolutely ridiculous. Sports, like in life, are filled with ups and downs-don't let everything ride all the time or you'll drop dead, look for the ups, but save some staying power for the downs.
Anyway, I just had to say something, because all this crap made me realize that I am THE most impatient and intolerant person in the world. I am physically incapable of dealing with morons.
On the plus side, I realized this lends me very well when it comes to dieting. Let me explain...
Many bloggers have told me that as long as I am losing, that I should be happy that the scale is going in the right direction-and I really appreciate this support. But the reason I get so worked up when I lose small amounts, is that my impatience is eating me from the inside out. See, on Medifast, I eat 5 meal replacements a day, which are bars/shakes/crackery things etc high in protein, low in carbs and calories and around 100 calories a piece. Then I eat one lean and green meal (protein+veggies).
I am so FUCKING sick of eating like this, however, it is super easy. However, anything I can do to shorten the time I have to eat like this I will do-aside from cutting calories or increasing my exercise, which is not healthy or allowed on this plan. Therefore, I bust my butt, I don't cheat, and I am religious with this shit, because I CANNOT wait to be skinny.
Literally and physically, I want to be done SOON. So I can get into maintenance and wear skinny clothes. So sue me if that sounds harsh or materialistic. Fuck that, the sooner I am done, the better-because I guarantee you that losing weight quickly is healthier than being obese-a lesser of two evils. Oh, and did I mention that Medifast is EXPENSIVE? My health is worth it, but a few bucks saved would be nice.
Many people tell me I am doing so well, that I inspire them to do well, that my progress is great. So what if my success is due in part to some of my worse qualities. I figured these 'issues' of mine had to help me out eventually... ;-)
So I lost 3.5 pounds this week, but it is probably more like 3 pounds since I was wearing lighter clothes.
So my question to you is what is the difference in your attitude or mindframe between your 'good eating' weeks, and those in which you are a little more lax (not necessarily cheating but not as strict)?
For instance, do you trust your dieting process too much and lose a little focus or relax? Do you restrict less because you are happy with your losses? Do you placate yourself by saying 'I should not lose too much weight/week' and therefore allow certain foods that you don't necessarily need to eat?
I am glad to know there aren't other people like me who are immensely impatient and overanalytical, because it is exhausting and stressful, but maybe sometimes a bee in the bonnet is a good motivator to get moving...thoughts?