Finding It: And Satisfying My Hunger for Life Without Opening the Fridge

Bertinelli, Valerie

ISBN 10: 0743598369 ISBN 13: 9780743598361

Verlag: Simon & Schuster Audio, 2009

Inhaltsangabe

Welcome back to chez Bertinelli, where life is as crazy and comical as ever. Valerie gets even more personal about her inner worries: her maternal anxieties about her son, Wolfie (he's fallen in love and, as she writes, "getting your sex talk from Eddie Van Halen wasn't recommended in any of the parenting books I read"); her mother's own new diet adventure; and a craving for a deeper relationship with a Higher Power. And as if these everyday challenges weren't enough, Valerie is working to maintain her own very public weight loss. She even gets to thinking she might kick it up a notch, shed more weight and get so buff she can wear a bikini -- in public.

In Finding It, Valerie comes face-to-face with hard questions of family, faith, and beachwear, and realizes that she's hungering for another transformation -- to become better, not just thinner. Forget the scale; the real change is happening inside, and Valerie realizes that this is the part of dieting that no one ever talks about -- the reality of keeping the pounds off. Dieting fixes one problem, she discovers, but to maintain that weight loss, she has to work on everything else -- all the reasons she got fat in the first place. Warm and friendly, honest and self-aware -- like a talk with your BFF -- Finding It tells of the common worries and frustrations, the funny and fabulous moments in Valerie's publicly private life.

With the same winning wit and candor that touched several generations of fans in Losing It, Finding It is an optimistic story for trying times. It's about believing in love and happiness, having faith that both are possible, and finding out that God does want you to enjoy life's desserts -- even when you're on a diet.

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Valerie Bertinelli has been acting since the age of twelve, appearing in more than two dozen made-for-TVmovies. Most recognizably, she appeared on the long-running sitcom One Day at a Time and, more recently, on Touched by an Angel. Now a spokesperson for Jenny Craig, Bertinelli was raised in Claymont, Delaware, and in the San Fernando Valley, California, and was married for twenty years to Eddie Van Halen (they split up in 2001). Currently, she lives with her son, Wolfgang, in Los Angeles.

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Introduction

I shouldn’t have been offended when my boyfriend Tom walked in on me and commented on my underwear. But I was. Most women would agree—and may even have had the same conversation. I was cleaning out my dresser drawers as I packed for a weekend trip to Laguna Beach for my forty-ninth birthday. Tom came in and began sifting through a pile of t-shirts, bras, and underwear that I put on the bed in a “discard” pile. Without asking what I was doing, he jumped into the middle of the process and came up holding a pair of skin-colored panties as if they were fresh roadkill.

“I hope you aren’t going to bring these to the beach,” he said.

“As a matter of fact, no, I wasn’t,” I said. “They’re being thrown out, along with everything else in that pile.” Still, I was curious what he had against them, a perfectly nice pair of underwear.

“What’s wrong with them?” I asked.

“They’re granny panties,” he said.

Granny panties? I gave him a look that said, “Oh, really, buster. You think so?” I had just spent nearly two years having lost 40 pounds; actually a little more at this time. I hadn’t gone through that effort to cover my rear end in drapes. My underwear drawer included bikini-style panties, sheer panties, white panties, black panties, a couple of pastel-colored panties, panties whose lines weren’t visible through pants, panties I wore to business meetings, panties I wore when I worked out, panties I wore on special occasions, and panties that said I was in the mood. I had panties for nearly every occasion. The one thing I didn’t have were granny panties.

I grabbed the pair in question from Tom. I studied them for a second or two and decided he had no idea what he was talking about.

“These are bikini-style, but with a wider waistband,” I explained. “If I had them on, you could still see my belly button.”

“V, I’m going to tell you something,” he said. “I hope you don’t take offense at hearing it. But you’ve had some nasty underwear, and these are at the top of the list.”

“Oh. My. God,” I said, tossing the undies back in the throw-out pile. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Quite the contrary,” he said. “I’m a guy. I know about women’s underwear.”

A dozen different responses came to mind, none of them nice. I chose a response that is rarely part of my repertoire: I bit my tongue and said nothing. I knew Tom’s theory about women’s underwear was typical of most men. It consisted of grand expectations (my undies were supposed to be chosen for his pleasure, not my convenience or comfort), disappointment (they could never be small enough), and something I’ll call “lack-of-string theory”— basically, they increased in size with age until they got so large that women needed the local fire department’s hook and ladder brigade to pull them up (not true of mine in any way, shape, or size, thank you very much!).

I have a different take. I think that the slingshot-sized thongs that Tom and most men think of as ideal are thoroughly uncomfortable. After a few men walk around with what is essentially a string of dental floss up their butt all day, I would gladly talk to them about women’s underwear. That said, panties are a fairly accurate indicator of the way a woman feels about herself.

As Tom would find out once we got to Laguna, I was feeling pretty good about myself.

In many ways, I was better than ever. Just a month earlier, I had let the world see me in a bikini. I’d shot a commercial and a magazine cover, wearing for the first time what I had not dared put on in almost thirty years. I was a little uncomfortable showing that much skin, but, hey, I’d worked my butt off getting in shape, so why not show off a little?

But getting in a bikini was only part of the story. There was so much more that people couldn’t see because the transformation had taken place on the inside, deep down in the gooey center. When I saw myself on the cover of People magazine, I noticed glimpses of it in my eyes. Granted, most people weren’t looking there. But I saw a light and an alive-ness and a renewed hunger for life that hadn’t been there since I was a kid, back before I’d eaten my way through life’s challenges, insecurities, fears, and disappointments.

I was serious when I said, “I can’t believe I did it.” But I was talking about more than just fitting into a bikini.

Losing forty pounds was an accomplishment, and getting into a bikini was the exclamation point to all that effort. But anyone who has lost weight—and kept it off—knows that shedding pounds is only the first step in the much bigger and longer project of transformation. But I hadn’t known this. Why? I had never kept the weight off.

Over the years, I had gone on more diets than I could count or even remember. Every one of them had worked. I had lost weight. But up till now, I had always failed to keep it off. I’m not alone here. Millions of people know what I’m talking about. Everyone who has gone on a diet knows how to lose weight. All of us are very good at it. The problem is, few of us know how to keep it off. According to the research I found, between 92 and 95 percent of those who lose weight on a diet end up regaining every one of those pounds, and sometimes a few more, within five years. That’s insane. It’s a problem. And it begs the question, what are we doing wrong?

I thought about this after I reached my weight-loss goal and announced to those following my progress that I was transitioning to maintenance. Then, I woke up that next day and the day after and on days after those and asked myself, What does that mean, maintenance?

One day, I said to myself, “Holy crap! I’ve been here before and messed up. What had I done wrong? What do I have to do differently this time to keep the weight off?”

Well, as far as I’m concerned, this is the part of weight loss that no one ever talks about: the reality of keeping it off. I think the reason why so many of us have always gained back our weight after months of hard work, self-discipline, and sweat is that we don’t know what to do once we hit our goal. We aren’t given this crucial information.

I want to change that. Having lost 40 pounds and kept it off for a year, I have figured some things out and acquired some wisdom and insight that I wish I had known as I set out on my weight-loss journey, starting with one fact: Above and beyond all else, losing weight and maintenance are two completely different endeavors.

I had assumed that switching gears from losing weight to maintenance simply meant watching what I ate and exercising daily, but in a more relaxed mode. I was wrong. Maintaining this new, slimmer, healthier version of myself required even more work. Harder work, too.

Talk about a shock!

Talk about a revelation!

When I looked at this new, thinner version of myself, the one who had reached her goal by losing 40 pounds, the one who was supposedly ready to change gears into maintenance, I realized that I wasn’t finished. Inside, I didn’t feel finished. As it turned out, I wasn’t.

Who knew?

I didn’t. As I said, on previous diets, I had always lost weight and then regained it plus some extra. I had never been able to keep it off. I would hit my goal, give myself a few days of leniency for good behavior, maybe reward myself with a treat or two and, before I knew it, the weight was piling back on.

This time I vowed not to let that...

Details zur Ausgabe

• Verlag: Simon & Schuster Audio
• Erscheinungsdatum: 2009
• Sprache: Englisch
• ISBN 10: 0743598369
• ISBN 13: 9780743598361
• Einband: Audio CD
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