Fine tuning

Everyday there is a glut of information about how to slim down.

Make my friends fatter We’ve got the Flat Belly Diet, The Cabbage Diet, Acai Berry Diet, Special K diet, The Bernie Madoff go to prison for 150 years and see if you feel like eating diet, The Ruth Madoff I can’t get served, let alone fed, in any restaurant diet. Just to name a few. Every diet works.

Keeping it off, as we know (that would be all you honorary, current and future members of the Yo-Yo club) is the challenge.

I have no insights, answers or suggestions.

 

What I do have is indignation. For recently, I read that menopausal women can expect, in addition to mood swings and sweats to gain weight without increasing their caloric intake. Fascinating piece of info, right?

 

Fat, sweaty, bitchy. Helluva combo.

 

Apparently, as we age, the body burns fewer calories. The metabolism slows.

 

Chewing faster doesn’t seem to be the antidote.

 

It requires a more concerted effort of increasing aerobic exercise and eating less that 1500 calories a day. For, at the end of the day, all the fad diets notwithstanding, nutritionists tell us it’s about calories in and calories out.

 

Tri-athlon anyone?

 

I am fearful that I am becoming a middle aged cliche.
I recently went to a water aerobics class at the local Y.

Understand that I have participated in these classes before. But, I was in  some tropical locale where all the participants were vacationers, of various ages and shapes and were, no doubt, so hung over from the previous nights festivities that they were intent to be bouncing about in hope that they would find some relief from the throbbing headache they couldn't otherwise shake. Alternatively, they were still too inebriated to know how foolish they, as well as the rest of us, actually looked.

The group at the Y were categorically not a group of toned and tanned revelers, but were "central casting" for a mid day weekday class of middle aged women.

And there I was in the midst of them.

I found my water weights under the direction of an "old timer" who informed me that since this was my "first time" I might want to consider the slightly speckled variety of weights. "They are lighter" she said conspiratorially, clearly not takng note of my years long, prior attempts, to be firmed and toned.
I thought, perhaps it was her water goggles, which she dutifully had on, that had clouded her vision.

So, I bounced and bobbed, twirled and kicked in time and rhythm with the rest of the ladies. And, yes, I know this is great exercise for bad backs, compromised knees, and sore joints.

Having said that, 2 lanes over was a class of "caregivers" and their charges, aged 6 months to 2 years, learning the fundamentals of being comfortable in the water. As they sang out to the likes of The Itsy Bitsy Spider" and "The Farmer in the Dell" I thought, that's the class for me.

I know that the 25 or so pound grandbaby is infinitely heavier that the weights I am holding in my water logged hands, the enthusiasm of those giggling babies is contagious and the realization that my memory has not foresaken me and I knew all the nursery tunes, convinced me that I know which class I will find myself attending next time.

Too bad.

It seems that the FDA is rethinking our pain medications.

Apparently, acetaminophen, taken at the current dosage levels, can cause irreversible liver damage. So, the FDA is currently looking at reducing the daily dosages while still maintaining the drug's effectiveness. Death, as a side effect, does not sell product.

Needless to say, Johnson & Johnson, makers of Tylenol, strongly disagree. Wyeth Consumer Healthcare, makers of Advil, as you can imagine, are beyond deliriously happy…

But it got me thinking as to what does the FDA really do and what drugs have been, after the fact I might add, rethought, re prescribed, or removed from our drug store shelves.

How FDA approves drugs is a fairly interesting read. Part of the explanation is as follows"

"If the FDA gives the green light, the "investigative" drug will then enter three phases of clinical trials:

   Phase 1 uses 20-80 healthy volunteers to establish a drug's safety and profile. (about 1 year)
   Phase 2 employs 100-300 patient volunteers to assess the drug's effectiveness. (about 2 years)
   Phase 3 involves 1000-3000 patients in clinics and hospitals who are monitored carefully to determine     effectiveness and identify adverse reactions. (about 3 years)."

Here's the big question.  Who ARE these people that volunteer? What's the motivation? For the good of humankind…? It's all very altruistic, I suppose, but really….

And then, years later, when it appears that the drug has been effective in treating what ails, an announcement is made that states, hmmm, not. Sorry. Cease and desist usage.

I suspect, at the end of the day, there is no other way to go about this. So, carefully read the warning label, ask your doctor if he/she is sure about this, and then hope that you don't see a press release, or a story on the 11 o'clock news recalling your drug of choice.

Haven’t you been accused, over the course of time, of cathecting, perserverating, obsessing over some thing or other, until friends and family threaten you with dismemberment?

Me too.

Then I read a New York Times article, I think therefore I’m Fat, and learned that scientists, conducting a study,  found that “there is an increase in levels of the stress hormone cortisol and increased fluctuation in plasma glucose and insulin levels during and after mental workouts.”  Translated, the subjects ate more after performing mental tasks then when sitting idly.

The moral of this story is pretty evident. Don’t threaten dismemberment, don’t chastise with,”I’ve heard that already”, or, ” would you make up your mind already,” simply state, ” gee, as you have been telling me this story, I think I am detecting a tad more puffiness in and around your double chin.”

Dress for Success is a terrific organization. 

It is a Non-profit that provides interview suits, confidence boosts, and career development to low-income women in over 75 cities worldwide. 

Clearly, it is necessary to organize fund raisers in order to sustain the mission of the organization.
In this current economic climate, coming up with ways to raise money and to encourage individuals to make donations, is certainly challenging.

Having acknowledged that, I was still somewhat taken aback to see the pairing of Dress for Success with Allergan. Allergan for those not in the know, is the maker of Botox (I have no idea how to make that little registration symbol) Cosmetic. Among some of the activities scheduled for the day of the fund raiser, the first 100 people to sign up online and participate will receive a complimentary analysis with an aesthetic-specialty physician, and, if appropriate, will get a Botox Treatment.

My friend, Linda, forwarded the blurb to me after having read about this event on Daily Candy. She thought the headline for the event might be, "From the Bottom of Your Heart To The Top of Your Forehead." Works for me.

There is an independent health product tester; watchdog; alerter to fraudulent advertising; whatever, out there called the ConsumerLab. According to AARP (now how did that get into my mailbox?) I read this article  What's really in your vitamins?

Horrors! They reported (consumerlab.com) that a tad less than a third of multivitamins tested were mislabeled or contaminated. Contaminated? With what?
One vitamin water, they stated, had 15 times the amount of folic acid claimed on the bottle. Having no idea how much folic acid one actually needs, that somehow didn't seem like a bad thing…Men's multivitamins had traces of lead. Fill in your own snide remark here. I'm behaving.

It is important, we can agree, for federal rules and standards of products to deliver the potency and quality they advertise. False claims are unacceptable…

Having said this, this week alone, I received these ads in my in box.

Derma Define Skin Care -you'll look 20 years younger
Metabolysin -Lose 30 pounds quickly
Green Tea Wrinkle Cream -also look 20 years younger
And lastly
Jun Pure Cleanser-this, you should be aware, isn't a facial scrub

So, if you actually believe in the magic of lotions, potions, supplements and flavored water to turn back the hands of time, then I've got the proverbial bridge to talk to you about.

Must it be true? I think that up there with the Disciples, what these two utter is as good as the Gospel.
Okay, except for Oprah's snafu with James Frey's book "A Million Little Pieces." But, I understand, they kissed and made up. And, she was forgiven for her trespass. Anyway…

The endorsement, it seems, is for a product called Resveratol. If you have alot of time on your hands right now, you might want to watch this segment from 60 minutes Drink to Your Health.

Water is usually the touted beverage of choice, it hydrates, cleanses, and costs zero. Unless you are a designer water drinker, which makes absolutely no sense to me, and you pay for your hydration.

This new life prolonging, anti aging promise comes to us from the properties within red wine. As Morley so aptly points out, we've known for a short while what the French have known forever. Red wine is good for you. It's a property within the wine that seems to have been extracted, soon to be in a little pill form, that these scientists are all excited about. As they should be, the fountain of youth formula portends a great deal of compensation. Really, would Ponce de Leon have ventured into the open seas if not for some vague notion about his mortality? He never found it, by the way, but he did find Florida, the mecca for the aging. Do you see the irony there?

Right now, it appears that one would have to drink about 1000 bottles a day to achieve the effect the scientists are working on in the lab. Since that's about 999 more than I am capable of imbibing, I just will have to wait.

In the meantime, L'Chaim, Salud, Skoal, Cheers.

While I was sitting on the train the other day, I saw a young woman furiously underlining, with her yellow neon marker, the text of her book. Now, I don't know about you, but this act has always rendered me paralyzed. 

No, actually, taking notes in class rendered me paralyzed. Underlining caused major angst. Clearly, I have little, if any, ability to feel confident in deciding what is absolutely, without question, categorically, the most important sentences within the text I am reading. I feel similarly when sitting in a roomful of folks who, with pens poised, are furiously taking notes as the lecturer lectures. The others are writing now…did I miss something? Was that important? Are they doodling, like I am, so I look like I am note taking?

But, apparently, this is not as daunting a task, as reported by the Times.  Older, and Wiser Students  are actively and aggressively seeking classes, if not graduate programs, and enrolling in droves.  Intellectual curiosity, socialization, passions to revisit courses avoided the first go around, are all the motivators.

So, for me, if underlining and note taking are not part of the curriculum, simply sitting back, listening intently and being flooded with new information is  the catalog course description, sign me up. I'm there, certainly older, soon to be wiser.

Are you picturing a group of individuals, gathered at a cocktail party, making small talk, handing out their business cards, connecting?

You’d be wrong.

Well, half wrong. These folk would be connecting, but they wouldn’t be handing out business cards. More likely than not it would be a product. Remember Tupperware Parties? Well, welcome to the 21st century.
The “party” has morphed into “network marketing.”

 

The Times devoted a huge article to this latest incarnation of the “party” of yore. A Chocolate, With Amway Undertones, Networks Its Way Into New York. Frankly, it wasn’t the Network comment that made me read the article, it was the word Chocolate.

 

Chocolate, you see, is one of my favorite food groups. Along with red wine, chocolate has been in the news a great deal lately.Chocolate choices  Good for you, not good for you, good for you. What’s a person to do?
So, I read the Times article to see if there was any latest info on why I can go ahead and indulge.
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This specific chocolate, Xocai, was loaded with more antioxidants, they claimed, then three heads of spinach. My only pause for thought was trying a product I couldn’t pronounce. Having said that, eating chocolate three times a day works for me. Sadly, it seems that the researchers queried about this claim seem to be less convinced as to its health benefits. Oh, well, too bad.

 

Having no interest in the Ponzi/Pyramid scheme ( the goal is to get others to sell for you), I am interested in being courted and wooed so I can sample to my hearts content. Let me know if you know of a gathering.

And, if you want to help me remember, don't offer me anything to eat.

Lithe, and whippet sharp. Nice combo don't you think?

But who, in the throws of forgetting just about everything, mostly nouns it seems, wouldn't want to take a bite, or two, of something delicious, to pass the time while recalling where the car keys might be. Not so, say the scientists- another potential benefit of cutting calories: better memory.

To add insult to injury, it appears that another study, reminders of age undermine memory, suggested that thinking that you are losing your memory, because you are aging, does undermine your own performance.

So then, the obvious take away is….

You say aloud, "it's great to be 35",  as you eat that piece of cake, while you are standing, right in front of the open door of the refrigerator, because everyone knows that calories don't count unless you are sitting at a table, using a knife, fork or spoon.

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