Just finished watching The Biggest Loser from tonight, and something that Bob said struck me. Darris had given up during a challenge when it was between him and Koli. When Bob heard this, he was furious. He told Darris “You're at the one yard line – you can't give up now.”
This got me thinking about football analogies and how well they could work for people trying to lose weight. I had never thought about the steps of weight loss in this way before, but it's good to explain what the struggle is like to those fortunate people who haven't faced a weight challenge before:
Kickoff: When you're all hyped up, ready to tackle people, feeling invinsible. You feel you're going to kick major ass. Also see: New Years Resolutions.
Drive: You're pushing through the pain, you are motivated, you get the tingly sensation that you might actually succeed this time. You make small gains (in our case- losses), and start to build momentum. AKA the honeymoon period.
Fumble: In the game of weight loss, this happens all too often. Whether its because of a missed route (fail to plan menus) or because you had a Butterfinger receiver (and in this case I mean the candy bar), it knocks you on your ass and you have to start over again.
Defensive Line: Those big son-ofa's who are out to tan your hide. Think of McDonald's, the diner down the street, your mother-in-law's fried cornbread, etc.
Punt: When you lost steam from your drive and have to blast the damn ball to the opposition. For example, you did good, but not good enough, had one too many mistakes and end up giving up all together, albeit temporarily. In football, the longer the punt the better (until the end zone), but in weight loss, the more we control our punts, the less re-work we have to do.
Audible: Quarterback (you) decides to switch up the play. You might throw off the opposition (aka your stomach) while doing it, but it can also come off as uncoordinated and fail miserably. For example, you say you're going to go to the party and eat well, but then declare it a clusterf#*@ when you get there and drink umbrella-topped drinks and eat mini quiche with the crust.
Busted Play: You thought you had your stuff together, but life intervened and messed with the plan. For example, a death in the family and 500 potato-based casseroles to eat. Or less extreme- your husband brings home a pint of ice cream and you just have to eat it since it was a kind gesture.
Hail Mary: Done in rush situations when you feel like all hope is almost gone. Your last hurrah. See: juice fast, fat flush, mini-fasting.
I could go on forever. The point is, for now, my game plan is to stick to the run. As long as I can continue driving the ball forward, no matter how slow the progress (thankfully in weight loss there is an unlimited number of downs), it's still a success.
Have you thought of your weight loss strategy? How do you get possession back after a fumble or a punt?