exercise used to be my life
after a while it gave me strife
forty pounds later I am happier
if you bring sugar, make sure it’s pure
I don’t like those fake sugars at all
don’t care if I get as thick as I am tall
dieting is not something that I like to do
do not care if I reach size twenty-two
To eat or not to eat
That is the question
Loosing weight nicely
Despite hungry suggestions
Ignoring my tummy’s growl
Means my figure won’t be fowl
So I’ll just write of food
Delay eating an hour or two
68 days Bonnie talked me into an oatmeal cookie
The cheesecake in the bakery I want to devour,
dag-gone my crumbling willpower!
It's cherry topping so high,
makes me want to cry.
I walk on past the candy aisle,
and gaze at the cereal shelves awhile.
Euell Gibbon's "sticks and pebbles"
Grape Nuts brand-
that kind of breakfast I cannot stand.
Give me a cupcake piled with frosting,
never mind, the "guilt calisthenics"
afterwards would be exhausting!
Stepping on the scale I hate,
I'd much prefer Kit Harington was my date,
yes, that's quite a fantasy,
so bugger off- I'm in my sixties!
My slim grandchildren eat like lumberjacks,
I gain easily, my metabolism is wack,
their ice cream consumption is legendary,
as I scowl eating yogurt and boysenberries.
If there is a monument somewhere for us
who try to lose weight,
before they engrave my name on, do hesitate,
as I'm hiding in my room and munching
in the dark,
peanut butter patties Girl Scout cookies-
but don't give me any snark!
We tend to give a little more
to the little ones.
Nonetheless,
it's not a matter of
belittlement.
The lesson in lessness,
is not a matter of nothing less
nor nothing else
nor is it about starving to nothingness.
Nevertheless, it's more or less
about giving a little less in
little bits of littleness,
in meager, measly morsels,
that just suffices
and leaves one
just less than starving,
but with a little more
hunger within,
yet to be satisfied.
Struggles, starving to loss every pound
Wishing my pants would start to fall down
Weighing myself everyday
Hoping a pound has gone away
At the gym everyday
Exercising, sweating paving the way
Once again praying
Pounds are not staying
Standing on the scale
Dreading the weighing
Dreams of clothes fitting right
Hugging my body tight
Cookies, cake, your mouth is watering, your will is weak
Your tummy is growling, like you have not ate in a week
My mind, my heart are not at rest
As I put my body through this test
Will I raise, will I fall
Can’t I lose a pound at all
Off to the mail I will go
To buy myself all new clothes
Old Frosty was a snowman
And how he loved that snow!
So crystalline, so pure and white;
Each year he’d grow and grow!
There are so many words for snow,
A winter lover's dream,
and all of them delectable,
especially with cream!
But Frosty isn’t happy
With life lived in the freeze;
He gazes in the mirror and
He likes not what he sees.
So Frosty took some action,
Got terrible advice.
The fix to all his problems:
Carving up that ice.
But when the next big snow blew in,
The plan just turned to ash;
The only thing not quite as big:
His former pile of cash.
The bitter pill to swallow,
As is the case sometimes:
Old Frosty needs a lifestyle change,
A move to warmer climes.
This year my belly started to grow,
So my goal was lose ten pounds or so,
After no bread or ales,
I then stood on the scales -
There’s only fifteen more pounds to go.
Pounds! Pounds! Pounds!
Step on scale, gotta lose weight,
Pounds, pounds, pounds.
Pound in new habits, eat right, run more
Run round, round, round.
Can’t wait, step on scale,
Sure I’ve lost weight,
Pounds, pounds, pounds.
Step on scale, gained weight,
Pounds, pounds, pounds.
Pound in new habits, eat right less, run more, more.
Run round, round, round, round.
Can’t wait, step on scale,
Sure, I’ve lost weight,
Pounds, pounds, pounds
Step on scale, gained weight,
Pounds, pounds, pounds.
Pound in new habits,
Hammer in hand, Hammer to scale,
Pounds! Pounds! Pounds! …
NoelsArt
Comments: Who hasn't lost weight and wants to do damage to a truth lying scale. FEEDBACK WELCOME
The opposition calls like intuition,
from down the halls to the master's kitchen.
Her knees are rocking cheddar cheese blocks,
and when she walks you hear Pop Rocks.
Her eyes are made of ribeye steaks.
Her lips are whipped cream topped chocolate cakes.
Her cheeks are stuffing with a gravy blush.
Her neck is a lamb chop, long and lush.
Her chest is dressed with fried chicken strips.
Her hips swivel with potato chips.
Her legs, saturated in maple bacon.
Her stomach, a malt drink, freshly shaken.
Her arms are sausage kabobs, super-sized.
Her ears are cream cookies, finely disguised.
Her hair boasts alfredo soaked spaghetti strands.
She holds a loaded potato with open hands.
She knows your struggles and echoes your taste,
never minding the size of your waist.
You want to break free and finally be thin,
but she follows you sweetly with that whipped topping grin.
The supposedly ideal woman's measurements
Used to be 36-32-36
That's no longer reality which the fashion industry
It's finally starting to acknowledge
We're seeing ads with slightly heavier models
Because a recent study showed
That 63% of North Americans are overweight
I'm definitely within that majority
Although I'm doing something about it
Have been riding my exercise bike
For 20 minutes every day for the past 2 years
One of my meals, either lunch or dinner is a salad
However as we age, the difficulty of losing weight
Becomes much more difficult to achieve
For a lot of us, the famous yo-yo dieting comes into play
Without strong perseverance, one must be dedicated
But it also must be a whole new life style change
And must include a steady exercise routine
It doesn't have to resemble an Olympic training program
As long as you're active in some manner or other
And of course, eating properly
No one ever said dieting would be easy
But the benefits far outweigh the dedicated effort
So get with the program people... it's all up to you!
Dieting
sure enough
lost five pounds the first week
no money back
no money back the next 51 either
dr.slim getting rich
cold turkey
the only way to go on a diet
yes says dr. slim
but put it between two slices of bread
and you’re screwed
the world
is full of starving people
so says t.v.
it’s terrible says marge
stuffing down her 4th taco
Lost
last night playing poker
i lost everything
my mortgage my car
and yes you *****
your alimony check too
lost childhood
mother hubbard
boy blue
the entire familiar crew
and adultery doesn’t help the now
Dave Austin
Supposedly the ideal woman's measurements
Used to be 36-32-36
That's no longer reality which the fashion industry
Is finally starting to acknowledge
We're starting to see ads with a little heavier models
Because a recent study showed
That 63% of Americans are overweight
I'm definitely within that majority
Although I'm doing something about it
Have been riding my exercise bike
For 20 minutes every day for the past 2 years
One of my meals, either lunch or dinner is a salad
However as we age, the difficulty of losing weight
Becomes much more difficult to achieve
For a lot of us the famous yo-yo dieting comes into play
Without strong perseverance one must be dedicated
To the cause but it also must be a whole new life style change
And must include a steady exercise routine
It doesn't have to resemble an Olympic training program
As long you're active in some manner or other
And of course eating properly
No one ever said dieting would be easy
But the benefits far outweigh the effort
So get with the program people... it's all up to you!
© Jack Ellison 2015
i cannot begin to say how grateful i am,
that you took me away to bring me back again,
what meant so much more that i could see,
was so conformed from reality,
it was a daze in a picture perfect world,
it was crumpets and donuts and it made me want to hurl,
it was way too gooey perfect, with a sugar coated glaze,
i sat and watched the food being prepared and set out like a buffet,
in my heart i knew, if i ate it i would be poisoned,
the slow kill of artificial sweetener that tastes similar to the real thing,
at first bite, you can't really tell until it leaves an aftertaste,
and then you realize hey, wait a minute! this is not the real thing,
the trick that fills your stomach and your way too full to speak,
it slows down every function in your body, and puts your butt to sleep,
and once you realize what it is your consuming, and decide to go on a real diet,
the fat burning slows down, you look like your slacking, as if your not even trying,
i love this diet, and i must say, i can still enjoy the sweets,
but this time its not the same, and i know it is the real thing,
What do I eat when I'm at the table.
I see lettuce, I see cheese and i see apples.
There are so many choices for me to make.
Its important for me to make the right one.
The best I can do is stop and think and realize that
I can only chew as much as my mouth can handle.
When it comes time to eat again, i will know that I
can have a little of each.
Why am I being so picky about how I see things.
I guess its time to drink some water.
Making the right choice requires time.
I know i'm missing something. Oh, its the exercise.
The most important one of all.
It only shows to see that thinking and smiling while I'm thinking is
nourishing and relaxing for me.
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