Yesterday our local paper reported that South Australians are now the fattest in our nation. We also hold the honour of having the highest incidence of heart disease and high blood pressure. Apologies, being yesterday I cant link to the article but there wasn't anything earth-shatteringly different about it. It was the usual doom and gloom about the growing obesity epidemic.
One just needs to sit and people watch in Rundle Mall or visit the food court of any large (or even smaller) suburban shopping centre to see that this statement is likely to be 100% correct. What was interesting was the range of comments on the adelaidenow website in response to the article. From the "its a community problem so lets take a community approach to fixing it" to "its just laziness/apathy/lack of time/lack of knowledge ..... blah blah blah". There were the "sugar is the demon" to the "fast food chains are to blame" arguments. We were certainly divided in our opinions.
I have my own opinion about why the growing rate of overweight and obesity is a problem but hells bells I'll be buggered if I knew how to fix it. I guess that is the million dollar question, isnt it? I do believe though that until something changes INSIDE an individual, nothing will change outside.
On a slightly different note (but not far off topic) I took Mitchell for a skating practice last night and overheard this conversation between two women (one a mother of a primary school aged child and the other a teenage or early 20s girl.)
Mother to the girl: How much weight have you lost? (smiling and looking impressed)
Girl: 15 kilos (I couldnt see her face)
Mother: How did you do it?
Girl: No carbs and I exercise for 3 hours a day.
Mother: Oh, do you go to a gym?
Girl: No, I do it at home. Lots of cardio.
Mother: Oh, do you go to a gym?
Girl: No, I do it at home. Lots of cardio.
Mother (starting to look somewhat concerned): Oh my ... (speechless) ... cant remember what she said next.
Girl: Yeah, its hard. Really hard.
Then the girl went on to say that she was planning to lose another 5 kilos (which she clearly didn't have as extra body fat to lose). The mother looked aghast and tried desperately to talk her out of it but I could tell she had made up her mind that the 5 kilos had to go (which would probably tip her into the anorexic category).
I so badly wanted to sit her down and give it to her straight but that is not my place. She must make her own mistakes and learn from them even if it takes decades to achieve. How sad though. She looked fantastic at her current weight but she couldn't see it. If only she knew that being a bag of bones would not equal happiness.
Ok, I'll step off my soapbox now.
:-) M