During lunch today, while eating my plate of green/orange/soupy stuff, I discussed the issue of weight/food/ body-image with Linda. Only last Sunday, Maria and I also discussed it over my chocolate/peanut butter dinner. I may not voice it as frequently or as loudly, but I am haunted by the scale of fat/thin/skinny all the time. While I admire the friend who is on an I-love-carb diet because she is happy with her body and wish I shared her self-assurance, the truth is I miss the days when weight was a non-issue.
I wish I remembered the last time I ate junk food without an OUNCE of guilt, because I would rewind that moment over and over again to figure out what happened to disrupt that circuit of sanity.
3 comments:
hey - i don't see why you're extremely concerned with your weight. you really shouldn't be. judging from the photos on your website, i'd say you are in better shape than 98% of America.
what is your idea of ideal beauty? what is it that drives you to stay so thin? i remember the days when you were less concerned about things like a three-digit (or two-, for that matter) number on a scale. my suggestion? throw it out the bathroom window (if you have one).
good luck on this semester.
hz
If you've spent you're life eating junk-food-- and your pictures certainly don't suggest that-- you'll have to pay the piper sooner or later, no matter how good your genes. And a good diet is not about carbs vs. no carbs, it's about eating quality food on a regular basis. I'll bet that doing this would improve your sense of image more quickly than monitoring a scale. And for what it's worth-- and I can only judge by your posted pictures-- I think you have little to worry about.
Anonymous1
This could be why fighting identity-theft is a billion-dollar industry. Sorry, Anonymous1. It was late and I wasn't quite "feeling myself.";-)
Anonymous2
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