About a month ago, I was invited to participate in a sponsored campaign with UltraShape, a non-surgical body-shaping procedure, to help me get into better physical shape. I have been on a weight loss and exercise program the last six months or so, so I was really excited about the opportunity to take it all to the next level with a little help getting the body that I wanted...We all have those trouble areas, and mine is my stomach - that little belly pooch that so many of us moms who delivered our children via C-Section deal with. I was so excited! Finally, a way to rid of it, because no matter how many crunches I do, it's still there. But then something happened. My husband of 14 years told me that he was leaving me.
I know. You probably didn't see that coming in this post about a body-shaping procedure, right? Especially after the weekend we spent in Jamaica a few weeks ago!
Well, neither did I. We'll be shocked and confused together.
After going through the initial two week period of laying in bed shaking my fists at the heavens, crying "Why is this happening to me?!" and going through the throes of desperation, depression and panic, I realized something: I am going to be a single woman. A single woman rapidly approaching her 40's - after 14 years of being married. I am going to be thrust back into the dating scene, the Miami dating scene, no less, which you can imagine is an entirely different beast than it was the last time I was single...at 22. So here I am, completing financial affidavits for our divorce mediator, watching my husband look for apartments, explaining to Angeline that Daddy still loves her and is still her Daddy, all the while knowing in the back of my mind that when this is all over with, I'll be single - after spending what seems like a lifetime wrapped in the comfortable cocoon of marriage and unconditional love and sweat pants and eating ice cream whenever I damn well felt like it.
I realized that I have a lot of work to do.
When a woman hears the words, "I want a divorce," and "I'm not happy with you," it doesn't matter WHY. It doesn't matter that her husband says "It's not you, it's me." because he did say that. But he also said, "I'm not attracted to you anymore" and that hurt a part of me that I didn't even know existed.
So the siren started going off in my head, warning me that after 14 years of marriage, "You're going to be single again!!!!" and that my body - let alone my emotional state - is in no way prepared for dating sites (those were in their infancy when I got married! We still used Yahoo personals!), sexy date outfits, profile photos, speed dating luncheons and first impressions.
le sigh. First impressions. I don't think I know how to give those anymore.
But, the positive thing about divorce is that it's a great diet. You guys know me, I am always looking for the silver lining in the storm cloud; I am always searching for the positive spin - because if I focus solely on the negative, I will lose my mind, y'all.
Seriously, divorce may not be the healthiest diet, but all the nervous jitters? They're much more manageable when I spend 30 minutes on the elliptical machine each morning. I blast the most fast-paced hard rock I can find on Pandora and work out a tiny bit of my frustrations. I use my balance ball to do stomach crunches until I'm sweaty and out of breath.
While I am still eating, I find that this huge loss of appetite has finally cured my addiction to sugar and baked goods. I never thought I'd see the day when double fudge Gelato was unappealing...but it happened. When you're not eating for pleasure, just to sustain yourself, you find that it's really simple to make healthy choices when it comes to food. As it turns out, I am not a comfort eater. Thank goodness for small miracles, right?
Those moments when I feel like the world is crashing down around me and I just want to run away? I throw my 44 pound kayak into the back of my SUV, drive to the ocean and row out into the Atlantic as far as I can, as fast as I can, until I lose sight of the shore.
I cry it out, in the middle of the bay, and then I slowly row back to shore, pick up that kayak, throw it back into my SUV, go home and take a shower and then put on make up and a push up bra. I'm already starting to see some definition in my biceps.
Fortunately for me, I tend to build muscle pretty easily.
I do my hair and make up every day. I started painting my nails bright red. I bought new heels and I actually wear them.
I've lost ten pounds and one pant size in two weeks.
But that stubborn little belly pooch...it's still there and it doesn't seem like anything I'm doing is going to make it go away.
So back to my UltraShape appointment on Friday...
What is UltraShape?
UltraShape is the latest, FDA-cleared, non-surgical body-shaping procedure that uses pulsed, focused ultrasound technology to selectively and permanently destroy stubborn fat in the stomach region with no pain or down-time. There is no pain, no visible signs of treatment, and you can see smooth, contoured results in as little as two weeks after the first treatment!
How does UltraShape work?
UltraShape ultrasound energy destroys the walls of fat cells in your body, releasing the fat in the form of triglycerides. The triglycerides are then processed through the liver and eliminated from the body naturally. The surrounding tissue, nerves, and muscle are left unharmed.
After you and your physician determine the exact treatment area, a specially designed belt will be wrapped around your abdomen and a soothing gel will be applied onto your skin. A trained UltraShape technician will glide the UltraShape transducer over the treatment area, gently delivering painless ultrasound pulses.
UltraShape is exactly what I need right now. I am making the effort to take care of myself, emotionally and physically, but let's be honest: I am in a rush. I don't know if that belly pooch would ever go away with my usual diet and exercise and as the minutes count down to us filing our divorce papers, I want to feel good about myself when I look in the mirror. I NEED to feel good about my body right now.
I want this pooch to be GONE!
I love the idea of getting this cosmetic help to achieve the body I want without going under the knife. No surgery, no recovery, just walk in on Friday afternoon, get my first UltraShape procedure done, then go out Friday night with my girlfriends.
Fortunately for me, ALL of my local girlfriends are single. While I will not be open to dating until after my divorce is final, I desperately need a night out with my girls, dancing, having a few cocktails and badmouthing my soon-to-be ex-husband. I would like to think of myself as a mature woman...but let's get real: there will be a lot of badmouthing until this is all over.
My excitement over UltraShape is currently fueled by my fear of being newly single, but I was pretty excited about it even before this happened. As I creep closer and closer to 40, I am not as happy with my body as I once was - and I am sure that this can be said for a lot of women. We give so much of ourselves to our marriages, our children, our careers...it's very easy for us to be these selfless creatures ensuring that everyone else has what they need, and then we suddenly find that we haven't been taking very good care of our own needs.
Of course, my daughter is my first priority - I think that's a given as I am STILL a mom even if I am not a wife - but now I am focusing on myself. Now is the time for me to worry about what I want, and take the necessary steps to achieve the things that I want, which at this point in time includes a flat stomach.
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Disclosure: This blog post is part of a paid SocialMoms and UltraShape blogging program. The opinions and ideas expressed here are my own.