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Oprah is okay with her weight and she is not going to make an issue out of anymore.  I can totally relate to these women.  Now I'm a little shaky on Carnie because she might go back to worrying later because of pressures of others and the gastric bypass community.  But my girl Oprah is in a wonderful place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is that place and where is it!  I can tell you it is like the imagines of heaven.  It's comfortable, silent and wonderful.  It's a place that I wish all people could experience.  It's a place of true acceptance for self and it is in your soul.   I have been in that place for almost a year now and I have never looked back.  I feel healthier because I'm happier.  I will never go back to that dark place of hating myself and depriving myself because I don't want to have self-control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm at a size that I can maintain with just a little toning in certain areas I can focus on my happy place.  I remember weighting less than I am now but not telling myself this is a perfect size so lets maintain it.  I was never content with a size.  I was more content with being overweight than I was being skinny.  It's very confusing but it's real.  I wonder if others feel this way. For me being content with a set size has taken so much pressure off.  It's owning your size, embracing it and moving on to more important things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weight did not make me content my soul did.  Contentment is in the soul and that is what has given me so much peace and joy about myself.  I'm truly in love with every inch of my body.  It's a wonderful place to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History of meals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:  I was reading about the history of mealtimes in American and came across a few interesting websites that got me thinking about my past eating habits.  I read that many years ago breakfast consisted of a piece of bread and a hot drink.  This was not just for the poor but wealthy people ate this way as well.  Dinner which is now our lunch was the heaviest meal of the day and was eaten between 10 a.m. and 1 p.m.  Supper which is now our dinner was a very light meal.  I also read that people did not snack like we do today.  So how did we get here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advertising has played a big part in our eating habits today.  We are told that we must eat 3 meals and 2 snacks.  We have been conditioned to believe that breakfast is the most important meal of the day to push breakfast foods like cereal and eggs.  I remember when I was younger that most people did not eat a large breakfast.  A big campaigns in the 90's started pushing breakfast by stating "breakfast is the most important meal of the day" Is it really?  I have always questioned that and wondered if the cereal industry was behind the campaign ads.  I think every meals should be important and nutritional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so important to read about how we got to this place of needing to eat 3 meals and 2 snacks.  Who is behind these bright ideas.  We are told to eat to much food in one day.  Just analyze the U.S. food pyramid and visualize all that food in front of you on a table.  It makes me sick to my stomach.  6-11 servings of rice, grains, wheat, pasta,  2-4 servings from the fruit group, 3-5 servings from the veggie group, 2-3 servings from the meats, nuts, eggs, dry bean group, 2-3 from the cheese and milk group, and sparingly from the oil sand sweet group.  I believe this is to much food for one person to consume in one day.  No one needs to eat like this.  I think this guideline is used to keep the all the food industries in business.  The government is telling us not to forget about the egg industry, the wheat industry, etc.  But what is this doing to us?  Making us fat and confusing us about what we really need to eat.  We need to question our eating habits and make some serious adjustments.  It's important to come up with your own food pyramid and meal time lines.  It's about taking the control back of our eating habits.  Asking self, do I really need to eat this way and is it really a true benefit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I cut out dinner thinking my life would be turned upside down.  My body has adjusted very well and when I wake up now I'm not hungry for food right way.  My plan is to drop the mealtime titles and just eat when my body need it.  I don't want to be on an eating schedule because the food industry want me to be.  My plan is to really learn to listen to my body and give it what it needs.  I know my body is not interested in junk food or overeating.  If my body is asking for spinach at 7 a.m. than that is what it will get.  My body has proven that it is amazing and it will tell me when and what to eat.  This week is an experiment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7594450301080614921-2729726953776299388?l=exercisefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The month was very interesting but fun. First, I have to admit that my weekly exercise routine drop off because I went on a two week vacation to Texas and enjoyed all the wonderful southern foods. No diet commercials to remind me not to eat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sausages&lt;/span&gt; and pork skins. No one pushing me to get up every morning to exercise because it is good for me. No one skinny enough to remind me how important it is to maintain my weight. It was odd to think that being overweight is not a problem to my family in Texas. I saw how much love they have for themselves and how much they appreciate family. It was fun to be in a world of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Second&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; while I was on vacation one of my coworkers passed away. It was shocking and strange to think that I would not see this person again. He was found in his apartment died in front of his new 50 inch flat screen TV. My coworkers talked about how sad it was that he died alone but all I could think about was him wanting to be alone. My coworkers felt sorry for him but I did not because he live his life the way he want to live it. His death got me to thinking how important it is to do all the things you want to do. My deceased coworker wanted three things: New car-He got that, New flat screen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;-He got that, and a New IPhone-He got that. He had no plans of ever retiring or getting married. He enjoyed his life and never talked about wanting more out of it. He died at the age of 53 in front of his TV. Live Life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Lastly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, my life is wonderful and I'm still happy. It feels good to be comfortable with myself and life. For the month of October my plan is to get back into exercising and continue to have fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Exercise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; All &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pilate's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Pamper:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 3 massages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Fun:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Weekend trip to Santa Barbara, Gumbo Party with friends and family, Art and Wine Festival, Blogging once a week, Waiting for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;best friend&lt;/span&gt; newborn to arrive, Enjoying my mother's visit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To you all have a wonderful October and enjoy your life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7594450301080614921-4915602367955504165?l=exercisefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This week I will start taking the stairs when possible.  I have always avoided the stairs because they make me tried but that is only an excuse.  This weekend I saw this elderly lady (80) working out on the stair master machine for at 30 minutes at a high pace.  She but me to shame so I am inspired and will be working on my stair master moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Still enjoying my organic food.  I had two birthday parties this weekend and I enjoyed all the good stuff but in moderation.  I wish more restaurants offered organic dishes but I know that would not be a money maker for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:  Last week was my first week of summer school and let me say it was a very interesting week.  It was only the first week of class and the professor had to kick two people out class for disrespect.   I had no idea that Anthropology could bring so much anger out of people.  The professor was teaching us about evolution and how we evolved and it upset many people in the class that believe God created earth.  She asked us to "suspend our belief" for 8 weeks and be open to evolution and many in the class did not want to do that so a few decided to argue with her and that caused her to kick them out of class.   I have no idea what is going to happen this week but I hope we can get through class without kicking more people out.  I believe in God because that is how I was raise but I'm very interested and open to learn more about the evolution theory.  Most of my friends believe in God as well but they do have questions about the bible.  I had some wonderful conversations about evolution with my friends and a little shocked to find out how much they know about evolution.  I love learning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: My garden started growing last week.  I started a new blog to track my garden. It has been fun and it's really cool to see food grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Recipe Request&lt;/span&gt;:  I have a ton of kale and I have no clue what to do with it. Do you have any good recipes for kale?  Thanks and have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7594450301080614921-3293188454037060446?l=exercisefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The seeds, soil, and compost are all organic.  So, I am very excited about starting my garden.  Last night I planted beets and tomatoes.  Today I will plant cabbage, beans, broccoli &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;raab&lt;/span&gt; and cauliflower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling I little guilty about posting this morning.  My blog is going in a different direction.  Fat girl vs Skinny girl is no more.  When I started this blog almost a year ago I was in this major battle with myself.  I was confused on how to reduce my weight, what to eat, how to exercise, how to live life as a fat girl.  The first and most important thing I did for myself was to toss the scale out.  That scale brought me heartache and pain.  When I looked down at the scale and saw the number of an obese lady it made me feel like a failure.  One day I was talking to my friend of 20 years about it and she changed my life.  She told me that I was not a failure and she had never seen me fail at anything.   My mom had to second that and she has known me since I was born ;-).  It felt really good to hear that and I ran with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past year I have learned to love myself,  take care of myself by eating healthy, reducing stress, getting more sleep, taking more vacations, getting toxic people out of my life and feeling good about all my choices.  My life is so much better since I started my journey and in the end it had nothing to do with the weight.  I have to admit that since I started this blog I have lost a total of 22 pounds which is not bad at all.  My belly is smaller and my body looks leaner.   This journey was about me believing in myself and realizing that I am a okay person.  I have a great family, great friends and a wonderful life.  It's about acceptance and that is what I have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this might sound like a farewell post but it is not.  I will still be posting but not about my failures but about my successes.  My future post will not be how I need to maintain but how I am  living.  Melissa, (Getting healthy with Melissa)  left me a comment and she said that I was in a "good place" and I thought about how true that comment was.  It feels so good to be in a good place and being able to recognize it.  Sometimes we need to just stop and ask ourselves are we in a great place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Before &lt;/span&gt;I end today I would like to thank all my blogging friends and  this community.  It has been a blessing to be part of this world.  My  plan in the future is to put the name of my blog to "bed" and introduce  the new name.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you Fat Girl vs Skinny Girl and goodnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Organic news!&lt;/span&gt;  let me tell you how eating organic can make you "starve yourself".  Around 11:30 a.m.  my stomach started to talk to me but I did not have anything to eat at work.  I was suppose to only be at work for 2 hours so my plan was to eat at home.  Okay, two hours turned into 4 hours and my stomach was really hungry.   So, I went to the office refrigerator to see if I had any food left over from earlier in the week and of course I did not.  But my coworker and dear friend had an apple in there but it was not organic.  I pick it up and looked at it and thought it's only one non-organic apple, go on, eat it. (little Adam and Eve thing going on in my head)  I could not do it because I though about all the chemicals that was used to grow it.  So, I poured a big glass of water and told myself to wait until I go home.  I was very proud of myself for waiting and not giving in.  I am also happy to write that next week I will be visiting one of the organic farms here in San Diego county that provide the veggies and fruits that I buy.  This will be my first time to a farm and I am very excited.  My grandmother had a huge urban garden in Houston during the 70's and 80's.  She dug up her front yard and grew fresh veggies year around.  She would also share with her neighbors and she inspired them to plant their own gardens.  So in the middle of a low income neighbors you could see gardens in every direction.  It was the most beautiful sight to see.   Love you grandmother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Question of the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  What place are you in today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7594450301080614921-5938222562370819874?l=exercisefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It hit at 9:36 p.m.  The house rocked, rolled, and dipped.  It felt like the floor was  fall in.  It lasted about 10 seconds but it felt like 10 minutes.  When you are in an earthquakes seconds can feel like minutes.  We had a 4.9 on Saturday and that one rocked the house pretty good as well.   Today we talked about it for most of the morning at work.  I hate when a earthquake hits during work because my office building is on rollers and that just intensify the movements.  Earthquakes are part of California and that will never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was my first day without going to the gym and I have to say it was really nice.  I was able to come home earlier and clean my kitchen really good.  In the past I have always been to tried to do anything after work and my workout.  So coming home even to clean is not bad at all.  Today, I was able to clean my bathroom and scrub the floor by hand.  It smells really nice and looks very shiny.  I was even able to talk to my 87 year old grandmother to catch up on all the family drama back in Texas.  So my new schedule have some wonderful benefits.  I will have a cleaner house and a happier family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For lunch I went out with a friend of mine that is expecting her 2nd bundle of joy.  She just found out the she was having another girl.  She is totally a girly mom so I was expected her 2nd to be a girl. Okay back on track, after lunch my stomach did not feel so good.  I had a cup for tomato soup (gourmet style) and a slice of basil and cheese pizza.  The food was not organic but it of good quality.  I have notice in the past few weeks when I eat non-organic food my stomach hurts really bad.  I am not sure if there is a true correlation but something is not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orange Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:  My friend has two orange trees in her backyard so this will be my source for oranges and they are organic.  She also has a lemon and lime tree so that will take care of the citrus.  I have a few more friends that have plums, peaches, and apple trees that I can go shopping off of anytime of the week.  This will help reduce my organic budget a bit.  The nice thing about living in California is the abundance of fruit trees in the area.  It's also nice to have friends that will share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I informed my workout  friends that I would not be working out with them during the week and to my surprise they seemed really happy about it.  They wanted to make a workout change as well but they felt obligated to stick with the old routine and the group.  Most of them agreed that it was getting to be a little routine and boring.  So in the end they will go their own way and we will meet every once in awhile for a bike ride or hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is it for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:  Do you have a routine that is getting old?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7594450301080614921-4460816243691222311?l=exercisefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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