Sunday, May 30, 2010

Fatty McRubberband Pants

 













I did a bit of research about the Rubber Band Technique because I was wondering why the hell some use it to help with eating/binge disorders. I really liked this...

Are you in the habit of putting yourself down? ... This behavior has to stop or you will just manifest more experiences that prove you are right. Negative self-talk is a self-fulfilling prophesy.

Duh.

When I tell myself I am fricken awesome and deserve to look and feel my best, I will bust-ass to do it.

Don't get me wrong, I AM awesome as shit. 
But I often get bummed cause the scale is such a bitch.

So, I am going to utilize the positive self talk/no pigging out with the snap-the-shit-out-of-my-wrist band technique. 

http://www.articleslash.net/Self-Improvement/Techniques/447027__The-Rubber-Band-Technique.html  

To be more on the "down-low" I'm going to use those colorful silly bands my sisters wear. I like the ones that glow in the dark. Coolio. They may break more easily than actual rubber bands but luckily they come 10 in a pack.

Anyone remember how Selma Blair used to absentmindedly pluck her little rubber band in the movie Hell Boy? That little fire-starter made it look so damn sexy.



















Love ya girlies!
xoxo,
zen

14 comments:

  1. I've tried this method. It also fit perfectly into my SI issues. Ooo all the pretty little marks.

    And you fucking know what, we're both awesome as shit.

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  2. I'm so awesome, sometimes I actually start to glow. It's the awesomness radiated out of me.

    So we have that in common.

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  3. thanks for the link. i might try that everytime i feel like overeating =)

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  4. "Don't get me wrong, I AM awesome as shit.
    But I often get bummed cause the scale is such a bitch."

    Seriously, the story of my life.

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  5. haha you are totally awesome! thanks for the link <3

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  6. you are awesome :)
    i wanna try that method.

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  7. Umm ruber band thing is genius and I'm borrowing it. Me thinks food, snap, food is bad.

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  8. Rubber bands are quite effective. In my high school cross-country races they were forbidden! *gasp* God forbid I actually get the motivation to keep running up a stupid hill.

    I love your sense of humor. :)

    xoxo

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  9. I've tried this before for short periods of time but I always end up snapping way too much for nothing. Maybe I should try again more seriously now that I know this is apparently something that really works? I would rather have a rubber band on my wrist than on my pants :/

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  10. That's really cool! I have such a problem with binging... This is a good technique. :)

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  11. Does it make me a bad person when I get PISSED THE FUCK OFF that you ALWAYS get so many comments?
    I guess it does. Oh well.

    Love the rubberband thing. I watched the Secret, so I'm pretty much won over by the whole thoughts-manifestation thing.

    Fake it until you make it!

    <33 You're glorious. Stay that way.

    Madz

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  12. I don't have much to say about this post.
    I think the rubber band method is stupid.
    *Gasp*

    BUT - I did give you a ridiculous music lovers' award.

    If your shit is as awesome as I hear, should be interesting. ;)

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  13. oh my goodness i've missed reading your posts SO much!
    hope you had an awesome birthday (delayed i know)
    and your youngest sister is tooo cute! hope they are both doing well :) you are a fantastic parent.
    i havnt tried the snapping rubber band technique, but i am intrigued. i think i might over use it though (pain is a small turn on for me, and its been awhile hehehe if you know what i mean)
    anyhoo, dont be a stranger
    think thin!

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  14. between the rubber band snapping and reminding myself that food will be there after I'm done with my fast - this fast isn't difficult at all.

    thanks for sharing!

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