Eat This And Pop That
We live about a mile from my husband’s mother and another mile away from the center of the city where the majority of the grocery stores, gas stations, and restaurants are located. It makes it convenient to both visit with family and to run our errands and grab a bite to eat. Earlier in the week, my mom-in-law invited us out to the newly remodeled Chicago’s Pizza for dinner. I should say rebuilt, as they knocked down the entire building and started from scratch. Chicago’s has been a favorite of my husband’s, so I was pretty excited to try them out and have a bit of family time.
We arrived just as the buffet was in the middle of the set-up, so a few items such as spaghetti had yet to make it to the line. I made a plate for my boy first so he could get started, as he is the world’s slowest eater when he’s in an environment where even the smallest distraction exists. After setting him up and ensuring he was settled in with my mom-in-law, I returned to the buffet line in search of my own dinner. While grabbing some pizza sauce and cheese sauce for my breadsticks, I was blocked from the sticks themselves by a large pair of women who were excited about the spaghetti that had just been set out next to the sticks. Since there was not an inch of room to spare around these two women, I patiently waited for them to pile their plates high.
As the pair added cheese and extra sauce to their pasta, they continued their animated discussion on some new pills that they purchased last week. Both were excited to “finally try them out,” raving about how incredible their results would be. The talk continued as they moved along and I was able to grab the last of my meal. It turned out that the pills in question were some “miracle” diet pills they had purchased at Wal-Mart. The two were convinced that these pills meant that they could eat whatever they wanted to, so long as they took two pills with a glass of water with their insanely large meal. That night was the night they were beginning their “diet” and they chose a pizza buffet to kick off their weight loss.
I’m no stranger to the difficulties of maintaining a healthy weight and staying out of double-digit pant sizes. I was up to a frightening 170 pounds at one point and had to work hard to get that weight off. It’s still something I have to keep an eye on and even now, I’m working to drop about ten annoying pounds. I have gone down the diet pill road many times myself. Right now, I take green tea supplements and various vitamins to boost my metabolism. I also know damn well that pills, vitamins, and other similar substances that promise weight loss aren’t going to do jack unless I eat properly and ensure that I work some sort of physical activity into my day, every day.
Sensa, a weight loss product that has the user sprinkle the drug on their food before consumption, is one of many products that gives consumers the hope of a miracle cure. They even allow you to try it for free if you go to their website and give them some information. Their website also states the following:
This is what people such as the women at the buffet focus on; no counting calories and no dieting. Eat what you want, use our product, and lose weight. It gives the impression that the drug is what does all the work while the user can continue to indulge and lounge around. In Sensa’s defense, their site does state that their product should be used in conjunction with a healthy diet and exercise plan. This recommendation is included with just about every weight loss product out there and is also the most ignored bit of information; it’s either skimmed over or missed entirely as the consumer eagerly jumps into their new, quick and easy weight loss plan.
Obesity is a serious problem in our country. People are getting bigger and instead of striving to get healthy, they demand that the world around them work harder and do more to accommodate their expanding waistlines and enormous bulk. People who simply eat too much are claiming that they have a disease, an illness that causes their obesity, which is an insult to those who truly do have ailments that cause excessive weight gain. In the building where I work, obese people consider themselves handicapped and will use the handicap line, beg for handicap parking, and use scooters to get around the building rather than take a walk. Heaven forbid anyone say something negative about an obese person; we will no longer stand for this type of bullying. We have to accept and love the body we are in and respect the choices of others, not bring them down and make them feel poorly about their weight. Right?
When you take the mentality the general public has about obesity, plus the mentality the obese have about themselves, and throw in some pills that can fix it all in a snap, it’s no surprise that the women at the buffet were expecting a miracle. Our always advancing world has made us all a bit lazier than we used to be, and that laziness extends into our health and our maintenance of our bodies. When you present the average person with a choice between going to the gym three times a week or taking a supplement twice a day, chances are the supplement will win out almost every time. Why else would anyone choose to take Alli, the amazing weight loss pill that can also make you crap yourself:
It’s sad that people continue to fall for the shiny outer covering of these so-called miracle diet pills and supplements, especially considering how much money these companies are making off of gullible people who are fond of the easy routes in life. It’s a bit disturbing to think that the women I overheard at the buffet are just two in a sea of many who are currently out there, chowing down and expecting a pill or a powder to do all of the work for them. It’s pretty pathetic that we have come to the point where we are too lazy to get up and do something, even if it’s as small as taking a 15 minute walk or choosing the stairs over the elevator. It’s even worse that we can’t stop pigging out for a week or two, choosing instead to ingest mystery drugs to shed unwanted fat.
We are in control of our bodies, and with that control comes responsibility. That means not relying on other people to fix problems that we can and should fix ourselves. We should want to ensure we are consuming the proper nutrients to get our metabolism moving rather than popping a Stacker II because of the promises it makes. We should incorporate physical activity into our daily lives because it’s good for us, not dismiss it in favor of whatever pill the Kardashians are promoting these days. If these pills worked in the way they portray themselves to, we’d all be skinny little things. Have some sense, and not some Sensa.