Rescue Me, Rescue You

Way back before I started improving my way of life, I listed my Reasons Why I wanted to become healthier and more fit. Hidden among them was this one:

So that I can be rescued, if it’s ever required

I was mostly kidding when I wrote it, but after reading this article I realized it was also quite true. And even if I was able to be rescued, I didn’t want it to be an event that required the time and effort of removing a wall of my home. Or one that made international news.   Granted, I wasn’t nearly so large as to require 20 firefighters to rescue me, but my size could have slowed down a rescue or put everyone involved at greater risk. And that scared me.

Fortunately, I was on the right path when I understood that obesity is not just a health issue; it’s a safety issue as well. And not just our safety, but that of the people charged with helping us. It’s a lot easier to back away from the Little Debbie’s when you realize that it’s not just for your own benefit. (Though that should be enough, shouldn’t it?)

So you’re probably wondering what got me off on this tangent. Let me assure you that it wasn’t nearly as drastic as the situations I’ve linked to above. It didn’t even make local news, not to mention CNN or the BBC.

It’s actually something that happened last week, but I only saw the connection today, when I was doing my daily l-i-z-a-r-d patrol. I’d been so panicked distracted by Barbarosa’s (Larry, for short) appearance that day, that I completely forgot about what had happened earlier.  I had locked myself out of the house (so in a hurry to meet friends for lunch that I couldn’t stop to pick up my keys), and Ray-the-painter helped me “un-stick” a stuck window. This window, in fact:

open window

Office Window

That’s the window to my home office. (You recognize Lulu on the sill, still serving as Guardian Protector.)

Well, who do you think plopped a lawn chair under that window, stood on it, and then hoisted herself (unassisted!) up and through the window, where she then twisted around and pulled her lower body in behind her? (Reverse planks & lower ab crunches, I love you forever!) If you guessed Lulu, you’re close (she is my inner lizard, after all), but the woman who “rescued” herself was ME! Three years ago, I couldn’t have done that. Three years ago, I couldn’t have stood on the lawn chair without it breaking. And I’m not good enough at math to be able to figure out if I would have even fit through the window 100 pounds ago.

I don’t think I realized until today, while looking at the open window, that losing weight and building muscle has not only rescued my health, but it’s also improved my odds (and that of any helpers) of surviving an accident or other dangerous situation.

Not to mention that it saves on locksmith fees. :)

So there you have it. My long-winded way of suggesting another good reason to improve fitness. Feel free to add it to your own list of “reasons why”! You do have a list of reasons why, don’t you?

Note: If you don’t have Fontella Bass’s Rescue Me on your playlist, I highly recommend it.

18 thoughts on “Rescue Me, Rescue You

  1. I exceeded the load capacity of one of those nylon and aluminum lawn chairs – in front of a large group of people and it wasn’t pretty.

    Add to the list – roller coasters and airline seats – I’m no longer one of the people that others dread sitting next to – at least because of weight issues. :-)

    • I broke an aluminum chair, too, Melissa. Fortunately, only my parents were there to see it. My Dad looked at the bottom of the chair and said the legs were rusted and cracked, but so were the chairs they were sitting in, and they didn’t break. (He meant well. :) )

    • @Sahar – Thanks for the question! Reverse planks (photo) begin by sitting on the floor, legs extended in front of you. (I spend as much time in this position as possible.) Then place your hands behind you (palms pointing toward feet, and push up, so that your body forms a line. No sagging or drooping.

      Not me in the photo, obviously, as I am not that thin or young, nor do I have any matching workout clothes. :)

  2. So I can have more fun on vacation, being active, hiking or walking around a town to sight see, or feeling more comfortable in a swimsuit or getting naked for a massage.

  3. Window of opportunity for a fun story with deep meaning. Loved it!

  4. I broke a chair once or twice. It was so embarrassing!

    You are so right about the rescuing part! My mom actually lost about 85 pounds a couple of years ago because of an incident she had where she was choking and my dad couldn’t get his arms completely around her. She almost died from that incident. It took almost dying for her to realize that she didn’t want to be so big that people couldn’t help her if she needed it!

    Great post!!

    .-= The Chubby Girl Diaries´s last blog ..You can be a Biggest Loser too! =-.

  5. Cammy – only someone who had lost a lot of weight would even THINK of climbing through the window. I LOVE this!! It makes me want to climb in one of my windows just to prove to myself I can do it!

    You are awesome!

  6. I broke a chair once. Embarrassing. So far, I haven’t had to climb in any windows, but I can easily, um, er, climb fences, scramble up hills, stabilize myself when I fall, and I fall very rarely. It’s nice to be able to sprint for a bus, move furniture, do my own gardening.
    .-= julie´s last blog ..We were fat women once =-.

  7. I bet that felt great!

    For me one reason that stands out right now…I would love to be able to comfortably sit on the floor or ground and enjoy a picnic with my son!

  8. Loved this Cammy, Ms. strong one! So many reasons for being fit! I can do so much more than I ever thought possible with my “fitness” and muscle strength not to mention that it can save our life by being strong & fit!
    .-= Jody – Fit at 52´s last blog ..Run for Kids! =-.

  9. That is a very wise observation. I remember reading “A Town Like Alice” where the mothers had to walk all over Indonesia I think it was. Their kids had to be carried at times, and it was a life or death thing. Heaven forbid we have an Axis invasion of Central PA, but I feel better knowing I can walk, climb, lift myself and carry at least my youngest child for a reasonable distance.

    Just so I don’t have to climb a rope.

  10. This post reminds me of a situation that happened to me when I was at my largest. We have a Ford Explorer. We had to stop at my husband’s work so he could run in for a few mins. I was in the back with the new baby. I was so big that I could barely fit in the back seat next to her! Anwyay, I was in the middle, the baby on the left and my other son on the right side. I could not get out to save my life. The child safety locks were on in the back so my son couldn’t get out of the car. I was too big to climb in over the front seats to let myself out. It was horrible. Of course my husband took forever! inside and I had to wait I don’t know how long. But I guess the worst part is, what if the car started on fire or something happened and I HAD to get out and I couldn’t? It was horrible. So, your post helped me to remember that situation. I’m so glad I am not there anymore. :)
    .-= Anonymous Fat Girl´s last blog ..It’s NOT all about the pounds lost!!! =-.

  11. That poor woman and her husband. I have similar worries about our neighbor. He’s morbidly, morbidly obese and doesn’t leave the house anymore. His mom was also obese, she died a couple months ago. Before she died, she was often hospitalized…the crew always had a problem getting her into the van. She used a computer chair with the arms broken out to scoot around the house. He now uses it and is even less mobile. Just so friggin sad and not a place I hope to ever find myself in.

    Major WOO HOO for making it through the window. Not only did you fit, but you were agile and strong enough to pull yourself through. That says a lot!

    I want to be able to survive a bad accident or disaster. For example, pull my own body weight up over a wall or something. And run from zombies. The fast moving kind.
    .-= Came´s last blog ..Wednesday Weigh-In 5/19/2010 and BRB =-.

  12. Hmmmm … well, Cammy, you certainly made me think tonight. I would not be able to save myself nor would it be comfortable for anyone to do the dirty work for me.
    I haven’t broken a chair but I certainly am not the picture of grace trying to get out of one.
    .-= Fitcetera´s last blog .. =-.

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