Alison Hodgson

Expert on the etiquette of perilous times.

Archives for September 2012

On the verge of losing 30 pounds

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My clothes shopping is infrequent but rigidly scheduled (every October and every other April) and directly tied to writers conferences. The Festival of Faith and Writing is biennial and convenes in April, while Breathe Christian Writers Conference (sponsored by my writer’s group, The Guild) is every October. Wanting to look fresh at these events gets me to the mall.

This past April I found myself waiting until the very last minute. Only a funeral a week before Festival, forced my hand. I had a nice, black dress to wear, but I didn’t have any dress pants for the visitation. Fortunately my sister Torey was able to go shopping with me (I NEVER shop without her) and while we were at it I picked up a few things to wear to Festival.

Only afterwards did I question why I had put it off so long. Did I plan to go a day or two before? That was ridiculous, even for a non-shopper like me.

Pictured above is my nightstand from before. The sooty book in the center is “Thin Within” a book I had been going through in the days before the fire and read that last night. “A Grace Oriented Approach to Lasting Weight Loss” is the subtitle. It’s a Christian book breaking down why a person over eats and a guide for how to break that habit. The idea is to prayerfully work through why you might be overeating and recognize how you are while, slowly and compassionately, breaking the cycles at play.

Six years ago, I lost 30 pounds by eating when I was hungry and stopping before I was too full, and by walking several days a week. A series of events occurred which precipitated me breaking these habits and slowly to gain back the extra pounds.

Six months before the fire I was poking around the nooks and crannies of my life and faced two sources of discontent: my weight and the lack of organization in our home. It’s a good life when the things that trouble you are completely within your control. I knew that and was thankful, and I got to work. I went room by room through the house de-cluttering and reorganizing, and I got back in the habit of exercising regularly and making better food choices. My home was almost entirely in order the day the fire was set; with my body, I had made a solid start with hope for the future.

After the fire, care for the one was unnecessary and for the other it just sort of fell away.

I was reluctant to replace anything the first year or so but especially clothes because I wasn’t the size I wished to be and ought to be losing weight. I was clear on this. But it was only when I wondered why I had waited until the very last minute this past April—to less than a week before—that something became apparent: I had been holding off to give myself time to get smaller. Up until the week before the conference I had been on the verge of losing 30 pounds.

Mind you, I had been doing absolutely nothing to promote this endeavor, but I was holding this delusion as a possibility to the very last moment. And then I saw it for what it was and how ludicrous my thinking had been. 

That’s what they call an aha moment. That I could be so self-deluded troubled me. 

Soon after my brother announced he wanted to shoot a documentary about my son Christopher in June. I considered being thusly immortalized, if only for a few seconds (it’s a short documentary) and said, “Hail, no.”

That’s what they call a catalyst.

Short story: fourteen weeks ago I started a health plan and have since lost 27 pounds. I have a bit more to go— I’m finessing that—but I feel good, my energy is up and I’m more comfortable in my own skin again, in its every meaning.

I would like to talk about this some more and tell you my back story. Despite the fact that I’ve only been overweight a fraction of my life, I’ve been worried about my body since I was seven, and there were some precipitating events there too. I wasn’t abused, but I was raised in a veritable hothouse for mental disorders regarding eating and weight. That’s a story for another day.

So here I am truly on the verge of losing 30 pounds and it’s great.


Happy Birthday!

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This is one of my favorite pictures of Lydia, taken when she was nine. The day of her birth ranks as one of the happiest days of my life.

She is beautiful, inside and out, kind-hearted and wise.

I’m so glad she’s my girl.

Why You Should Stop Watching Reality TV:

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For the very same reason, when you come upon a car accident, you choose to look away. Sure, there is that ghoulish urge but an adult doesn’t press her face against the window, mouth breathing and staring.

It’s as simple as that.

A couple years ago I asked my sister, “What’s up with the KarDUHshians? Who are they?” I knew them from tabloids at the checkout and the “news”feed on Comcast, but I couldn’t figure out what they had to do with Bruce Jenner and why they were on television.

“You mean the KarDASHians?” Torey asked.

“Oh, is that how you pronounce it?”

“Yeah.” And then she brought me up to speed.

I don’t understand how people (who aren’t in a coma, being held at gunpoint, or bed bound and without a remote, ) can watch these programs. The only way I can watch a show about vacuous people is if it’s a comedy and there’s a script handled by brilliant writers.

If my nutritional palate was as finicky as my intellectual one, I would never have had a problem with my weight.

And yet, I’m beginning to reconsider. I read an article recently on the salaries of various “reality” television “stars” and the figures are compelling. The Jersey Shore cast started at around $10,000/episode and now are up to six figures per. Yesterday I figured out who Honey Boo Boo is reading articles about the Democratic National Convention and there was one about her ratings being better than Bill Clinton’s.

I’ll tell you, I was concerned when I read the scandalous amount TLC is paying her family. The Thompsons are making $40,000 the entire SEASON plus some small location fee for filming in their home. TLC should be ashamed…in so many ways.

Next week my brother arrives to begin filming a short documentary about my son Christopher. The first week is interviews and the second is the B roll. He’ll be following Christopher around getting candid moments and beautiful/interesting images to give a break from talking heads.

I’m pretty much considering it my audition reel for reality tv. Hey, life is expensive: the bigs kids will be going to college soon; my mom lives with us now; those dogs love the vet and are constantly finding ways to supplement their annual checkups; do you even know how much it costs to dress a man who is 6’6″ and weighs less than 500 lbs!

So anyway, I’m in.

If you know a reality television scout or producer please send him or her right my way. I don’t have a resume, but let them know my show would be content RICH: lots of coffee drinking; a goodly amount of staring vacuoulsy into the air following by frenzied typing; HOURS of reading; a mere tinch of cleaning and cooking; A LOT of driving around when I can share my deep thoughts on EVERYTHING! And you all know the kids! Plus the dogs! We’re golden. And Paul’s a total looker.

I guess the real title of this post should be: “Why You Should Stop Watching Reality TV until I get MY Show!”

Can’t wait!

XOXO

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I know the exclamation points above were gratuitous but I’m a “reality”” star” (in the making) and I am NOT afraid to go OTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!