2nd May 2012, by ciaobabyk, filed in Uncategorized
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Wouldn’t it be nice if we had won this battle in 2003 when we started this thing? How much time have I wasted being fat? Weigh(!) too much.

So a few days ago I’m at a friend’s house for Bible study and I’m in the dining room nursing my 3 month-old son. I’m sitting in one of the end chairs; you know, the ones with the arm rests (why do they only put arm rests on the end chairs?). I start to stand up to re-situate us and *GASP* the chair comes up with me, my butt attached to the arm rests. I know I just had a baby but all I can think is OMG, WTF…HOW did I get here? AGAIN? Or maybe its STILL. I’ve lost track of the up/down yo-yo of my weight by now but whichever it is I can’t stand it anymore.

I HATE being fat.

I HATE that when I think about the awesome trip I’ve got coming up to visit family, one of the first things I think about is the uncomfortable plane ride. Yes, 2 kids under 2 will make it a practical nightmare but I’m not even talking about that. I’m talking about sitting in those sardine can seats where my butt/thigh stays firmly under the arm rest and keeps it from going all the way down (what is it about arm rests?). And the worry that the guy in the seat next to me is thinking, “Oh GREAT. I’ve got the fatty sitting next to me.”

But for once, this isn’t about what other people think. It is about me. I am DONE with fat. DONE with excuses. DONE with laziness and lack of self control. I CAN do this. And I WILL.

CIAO fat!

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