By Debbie Koenig
As I bop around online (procrastinating? Who, me?), I like to gather interesting links to share with friends and readers. Here’s what I’ve been saving for you:
Many years ago, I applied for a copywriting job at Condé Nast. In its promotions department, not at an actual glamour-puss magazine. I was extremely qualified, but at the time I weighed 260 lbs. I didn’t get the job, and to this day, I believe that my weight was (at least part of) the reason.
If you’re like me, you drink a lot of water. Perhaps you prefer bubbles in yours? Lifehacker did an interesting rundown of the differences between club soda, seltzer, and sparkling mineral water.
I’m not a huge fan of ingredients like zoodles (spiralized zucchini that looks like spaghetti). I’d much rather eat a smaller portion of the real thing than a big ol’ bowl of something that looks like it, but doesn’t offer the same texture or sense of satisfaction. Here’s an interesting take from The Atlantic on how junk food impostors can help, or harm, your weight loss.
Body positivity has become a big thing — it’s fine if we want to lose weight, but we’re supposed to accept that bodies come in all shapes and sizes, and nobody’s body is essentially good or bad. I find that terribly hard to do when it comes to my own body, and I’m not alone.
Speaking of body positivity, the story of the “no excuses” mom (who showed off a crazy-buff body with a mean-girl “What’s your excuse?” caption) has always bothered me. I used to wonder, if I had a body like that, would I take that same attitude? Now that mom has relaxed her lifestyle a bit and put on some pounds, and she’s rethinking the whole no-excuses idea. She’s taking some heat for it, but this article seemed relatively judgment-free.
Maybe the “no excuses” mom wouldn’t have gone so overboard if her gym used photos of real people in its advertising. One gym in California has embraced the idea that fitness is for everyone, not just people who already have killer bods. The place has created a stock photo site with pictures of clients and staff, working out like regular people. I find the whole thing reassuring.
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