|Article Overview: What
happens when you take on the Beast of Smoking and Beast of Overeating
at the same time? Can you fight both battles?
Saturday, March 27,
2004—Ground Zero Plus 927
Double Trouble Terrorism
GROUND ZER0, New York, N.Y.--Mar. 27, 2004 -- Imagine fighting two
Beasts of Terror at the same time? Or, two Goliaths and being
only one David? Or, trying to hang wallpaper with only one arm?
Ah, the "double trouble of Terrorism."
That's what I got myself into.
My fight is on two fronts.
My fight is
One is eating too much.
The other smoking.
Within a little more than a month, I have
chosen to fight both the Beast of Obesity and the Beast of Smoking
simultaneously. It's like taking on Iraq and North
Korea all at once, and needing someone to oil the swivel in your neck
as you switch back forth from the Eastern to the Western front.
So far, I've been successful.
Ah, beware the dangers of Complacency.
For more than forty years I've
smoked, crippling my lungs' capacity to manufacture oxygen, and
choking bits and pieces of my life away with each puff.
I've heard a wide range of estimates from losing seven minutes of life
for every cigarette you smoke to cutting down a third of the "quality
of life" time.
The Beast of Smoking got too large
and onerous. I wish I had some magic answer as to
why I finally quit on Valentine's Day when, almost every day I smoked
I begged not to smoke to the gods above and all who might listen.
Providence must be the answer, or, the fact that I had chronic
bronchitis five times this past year and got so tired of hacking and
coughing I finally had a duel with the Beast of Coughing and Gagging,
refusing to reduce myself any longer to a bent over phlegm hawker.
I had reached
The same is true with my
weight. There comes a time when you can no longer
look a Ben & Jerry's in the eye, no matter how beautiful and seductive
its black and white cows may appear grazing peacefully in the Vermont
sunshine of cream and Heath Bar Crunch.
I had reached my limit.
I was approaching three hundred pounds, a horrible size for me even
though I am 6-4 and the weight generally seems to pile upon my bones
in some relative even distribution.
Moving about, however, became
as lugubrious as piloting the Exxon oil tanker in a sailboat harbor.
Bending over to tie my shoes threatened to burst my undersized
trousers and created huge cramps that shot through my gut as though
someone shoved electrical prods to my gut.
Worse, I saw no end to my
I was Terrorizing myself with
each bite; sliding deeper into the quagmire of adipose tissue; my
blood pressure was raging wildly; I feared tripping on the streets of
New York City and falling on a baby in a stroller, crushing it.
Several weeks ago an obese mother keeled over from a heart attack and
smothered her young child.
Over the past
40 days, I have fought off the Beast of Smoking Terror
Somehow, over the past few
weeks, I have been able to fight these two Beasts of Terror
simultaneously. I wouldn't recommend it, but I do say that
it can be done.
I call on the Sentinels of Smoking
and Eating Vigilance to act in my behalf, be assured of that. I
am not foolish.
There is no way I can believe I have the
personal power to stave off such incredible Beasts with such daunting
power of persuasion: "Aw, come on, Cliff, you can have one bite
of chocolate!!! You can handle one puff off that
cigarette!!! One pint of B&J!!!!"
Most all of us in America and other
prosperous parts of the world have been where I am--trying to push
away food. I could probably feed a whole village of
people in impoverished parts of the world with my past overeating, but
I am not here to bang the drums of social justice.
My message today is simply that any one can
if I can fight the Beast of Smoking and Food Terror, individually or
your battles against Terrorism
But, I do assure all readers I engage the
Sentinels of Vigilance for Food and Smoking, and ask them to help me
have the Courage, Conviction and take the Right Actions for future
generations in both battles.
I feel better when I do, for I know that
the ultimate Terrorism is to think you are alone with your Beasts.
None of us are. We have all kinds of Sentinels around us
waiting for us to reach out our hands.
Take the Pledge of Vigilance today
and prepare for the day when you might them against some Terrorism.
They'll be happy to wait at your side until called.
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