You’re feeling sluggish in the face of all the action on the screen when, suddenly, somebody wakes up in you and says, “What are you doing? Look at yourself, You’re FAT ! You’re OUT OF SHAPE ! DO something about it!” It has happened to all of us.
You go to sleep dreaming of winning the Maui Ocean Front Marathon. Why not? The way things are going, it’s only a matter of time. Tuesday night you get on the scale. Another pound gone! You’re incredible. Amazing. A lean machine. On Wednesday, you really pour it on. You work out an extra hour in the morning, an extra half-hour at night. You can’t wait to get on the scale. You strip down to your bare skin, shivering in the bathroom, filled with expectation of what your scale is going to tell you.
The ugly truth is, the weight loss industry does NOT want you to lose weight permanently. They would like nothing more than to have you continue on your fat, thin, fat again, thin again cycle.
After all, tomorrow’s another day. You go to bed, promising yourself that you will work harder on Thursday. But somehow something has changed. You don’t know what’s changed until Thursday morning. It’s raining – Your bedroom is cold – Something feels different. What is it? For a minute or two you can’t quite put your finger on it. And then you get it: somebody else has possessed your body. It’s The Fat Person! It’s back! And it doesn’t want to run. As a matter of fact, it doesn’t even want to get out of bed. It’s cold outside. “Run? Are you kidding me?” The Fat person doesn’t want anything to do with it. The only exercise it might be interested in is eating! All of a sudden you find yourself in front of the refrigerator—inside the refrigerator—all over the kitchen! Food is now your major interest.
You’re buying a new pair of running shoes, barbells, resistance bands and sweats. Things are going to be different around here. You have a new lease on life. You plan your new life: up at 5, run four miles, cold shower at six, breakfast of granola with almond milk and a banana; then ride your bicycle to work, home by seven, run another two miles, to bed at ten—the world’s already a different place! And you actually pull it off! By Monday night, you’ve lost two pounds.
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In this case, let’s call that person The Skinny Person. So Who is The Skinny Person? It’s the one who uses words like discipline, exercise, organization. The Skinny Person is tolerant, self-righteous, a stickler for detail, a compulsive tyrant. The Skinny Person despises fat people. Can’t stand idleness. Needs to be on the move. Lives for action. The Skinny Person has just taken over. Watch out—things are about to change! Before you know it, you’re cleaning all the fattening foods out of the fridge.
It’s one system you can follow with ease because we have designed it from top to bottom with a simple end in mind – give you something that produces fast results but in a way that you’ll stay with it for life.
Do you become apprehensive to participate in outdoor activities, like swimming, with your children because you are embarrassed of how you look? Do you dread shopping for new clothing—because we all know, the mirrors in the dressing room do not lie! How many dollars have you spent on ab machines, treadmills or fitness riders only to find that you are using them to hang your clothing on or it’s in the garage collecting dust, or, it has a $5 For Sale sticker on it at your next garage sale.
Have you ever decided to go on a diet? DUH ?! I mean, that’s why you’re listening to this—right? Ok, you’re sitting in front of the TV one Sunday afternoon, watching …let’s say an Iron Man Triathlon, and you are awed by the athletes’ stamina and dexterity.
You’re munching on some nachos with the works (and you know what I mean) and you’re chasing it down with a big glass of soda.
You step lightly onto it and look down. What you see is…nothing. You haven’t lost an ounce. You’re exactly the same as you were on Tuesday. Dejection rolls in. Resentment starts to creep in. “After all that work? After all that sweat and effort? And then—nothing? It isn’t fair.” But you shrug it off.
Somebody wakes up inside us with a totally different picture of who we should be and what we should be doing.