Here is an essay I traditionally re-read during the holidays, having battled weight most of my adult life. I especially need it this year, since last year during the holidays I got injured in a car crash, sprained my ankle and was benched, and THEN got the flu which became a long term lung problem that took me MANY months to get up from (literally...I could not get up from the chair even to do household chores). It has been a very hard year for me health-wise and fitness-wise. As a result I regained a discouraging amount and now have to get it off again. And get it off I shall. I was at or below goal for 4 years and will not give up now (unlike Oprah, who has a staff for goodness' sake!).
This essay is from a famous bodybuilder, Dave Draper, aka "The Blonde Bomber", and was written in 2003. Below is a 1969 cover of Dave...for those in the know, that's Betty Weider with him! (wife of Joe Weider.)
BOMBER SECURITY MEETING
0.500 THURSDAY, 11-12-03
Listen up, people. We don’t know what’s out there, but we know from past experience we must continually be watchful and ready. The consequences of ignorance, neglect or complacency can be catastrophic. We are entering the holiday season, supposedly a time of thanksgiving and good cheer, yet it is the greatest challenge to our survival and goodness. The bad guy is dressed up like the good guy and we are stalked, persuaded and driven to lay aside our principles and disciplines in exchange for indulgence and vice. Eat, drink and be merry for tomorrow is Thanksgiving. Party, Marty, ‘tis the season to be hearty. A toast to 2003, another to 04; let’s drink to good friends and one to our foe.
“Hey, where ya goin’? It’s early; besides, the gym will be there tomorrow. Life’s short and then you die. More pie?”
The sheep are led astray, the cattle graze, raccoons mischievously loot and pigs continually root. The final reward: fat, out of shape and boring. Bombers, like eagles, circle above the simple-minded revelry. Life is good; the sky is clear, blue and endless. We can see forever.
Five precepts to memorize before taking to the stormy winter sky:
1) Do not allow your health and fitness goals to become buried in holiday excuses or displaced by misplaced responsibilities. Care for yourself and you care for others.
2) Do not miss one workout; one leads to two, then ten. Go before the iron and steel, if only for 20 minutes of grappling and stress release. It works.
3) Do not allow excess in your eating behavior. Stretch the margins without overstretching. Indulge without the bulge. Have a drink and an extra serving here and there, now and then, but not everywhere, again and again.
4) Do not fail to encourage your partners in the pursuit of muscle and might to continue the good fight. In encouraging them you encourage yourself and you encourage goodness and right. That is in a sense what the season is about.
5) Do not forget that life goes on and we pay heavily for our seasonal misdeeds. They are nasty, difficult to undo and can become permanent.
Think of the spring and summer, sunshine and short sleeves, strength and energy, your heart and lungs and your invested hard work. Party now, pay later, big time. Have you forgotten?
Okay, I sound like a stiff, but I’m lookin’ out for ya. You know what you ought to do and you know what you ought not to do. Fly high, enjoy yourself and be careful out there.