Thin People Are Not Always Healthy


This winter, I let myself go.  What does that mean?  This winter it was often snowy, icy, and cold outside, and homey, cozy, and warm inside, so what better activity was there to do but eat?  I made a conscious decision to eat whatever I wanted to eat, as often as I wanted to eat it.  I experienced so much freedom in the process.  However, I do not recommend it because I went up a dress size.  For those of you who are thinking, well you were small anyway. Well, let me share a fact with you. Thin people are not always healthy.  An extra five pounds on my short frame, means higher blood pressure.  An extra ten pounds means an increase in my blood pressure medication. Because high blood pressure runs in my family, I have to be extremely careful. While most people only worry about how they look in the mirror… I worry about what a few extra pounds may do to my heart.

I know I am sharing my personal health information, but I really don’t mind. I just need you to know that you CAN be an unhealthy size two and you can be healthy size 10. I am learning to focus less on my clothing size and more on what I put in my mouth.  I admit, I am greedy.  I love my Oreo cookies, vegan ice cream, pancakes with plenty of syrup, Captain Crunch…Oh yes, Captain Crunch with Silk Milk!  Fruit Loops… and any number of sugary vegan treats!  Let me not stay on this too long or I may end up taking a midnight trip to Shop Rite.

For all of you 0, 2, 4, 6ers, you can die of a stroke or heart attack, too. I have squeezed my sugary hips and thighs in a size 6 all winter, blood pressure just dancing all over the place!  Mind you, I have a friend who is three sizes bigger than me and her heart pumps like a symphonic band. What is the difference? We both exercise regularly, but she, unlike me, is not a sugar addict. If you eat what you want, but think you are in great health because you exercise, I have news for you.  I have been there and done that.  All winter, on average, I worked out an hour a day, but I ate sugar like there was a sugar shortage!  Well, guess what?  It’s over.

For the past three days, I have stared at a box of Oreo cookies. Every time, I reach for one, I have to talk to myself. What do I say?  Well, I say the same thing every time.  “Shawn, you are not going to die if you do not have a cookie.”  I had to tell myself the same thing when I was out having dinner with my husband.  “Shawn, you are not going to die if you drink water instead of lemonade.” And the next day, “Shawn, you are not going to die if you have oatmeal without sugar.” Then for lunch, “Shawn you are not going to die if you do not have fries with your vegan burger.”  Then earlier tonight, “Lord, thank you for helping me have self-control today.”

Whew!  It has been days and I am still alive, even though I have not had sugar!  And I got on the scale tonight to discover that I have already lost half the winter weight I gained.  And even better than that, I joined the symphonic band.  In a few months, I plan to be off of this medication.



 Sugar, now you are where you belong, in the trash compactor with the rest of the junk!

By Shawn R. Jones


Author of the devotional book, Pictures in Glass Frames

and the poetry chapbook, Womb Rain,


Today’s Workout


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I have been so inspired by you that I have decided to share my daily workout.  Now it will not be as detailed as yours because I am new at sharing my workout publicly.  As you know, I am a dancer.  I don’t use all that fancy equipment.  I just dance.  My body is my equipment and my machine 🙂 I feel weird using equipment, but maybe one day I will appreciate its benefits.  

So…today, I did Hip Hop Abs(Shawn T).  It is a 35min workout.  I was throwing around 2lb weights like they were cotton, which means I should use 3lb weights, but… we will see how I feel tomorrow.  I seldom use weights, but they say you should once you are in your 40s.  Anyway after that I worked on my dance routine for my advanced jazz class.  I teach ages 9-13.  They are amazing young dancers.  I sweat a lot when I am choreographing, making sure my moves hit the accents in the music.  I am a little obsessive about it.

Well, this is my first time writing about my workout on my blog, so it is short.  I will write more next time. Tomorrow morning after my “God Time” I am going to do “Sweating in the Spirit” with Donna Richardson Joyner! After that I will work on my dance routine for about 30 min.  I workout for an hour or more a day 6 days a week. I take Sundays off.

To my followers: If you want to exercise, but you do not know where to begin, you can just turn on your favorite music and dance. It doesn’t even matter if you can’t keep a beat–just move 🙂  And if you do not like to dance, just walk.  Whatever you do, consult your doctor first.  Blessings to you!

Please do not call it a cookie!!!

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Well, what can I say?  You know that old saying, “You win some, you lose some?” I followed this recipe and made these cookies, and my sweet tooth was not satisfied at all!  I have to admit, I did love the texture, though, and I can’t seem to stop eating them. Now, I have to warn you, I am the Sugar Queen, and these cookies just did not do it for me or my husband.  He twisted his face like I had given him some mud.  I said, “How about I get you some tea with a lot of honey?”  He thought that was a good idea. It helped a little.

Let me tell you what was great about the cookies.  They filled me up, but not in an uncomfortable sort of way.  And biting into the cookie is like biting into a cushion, just as bland too, I would imagine.  I am biting into one now, so I can describe it to you. Well, yuk!  I just hate raisins!  I put those in for my husband because he is a raisin junkie.  Let me pluck the raisins out and take another bite.  Yeah…it’s not sweet, but it is so soft that it is just down right pleasurable.  If I was not trying to satisfy my sweet tooth, I would say this was a great snack to have with tea.

But please, please…do not call it a cookie!

I think I will respectfully give this treat an 8 (out of 10), but if you insist on calling it a cookie, I will have to give it a 2.

Hey, this was kind of fun.  Maybe I will make something else this week, and blog about it.

My husband and I are going to watch The Butler, and I think I will snuggle up next to him, and eat another one of these um…oatmeal cushion treats.  Yeah, that works.  Oatmeal cushion treats…