Why I Don't Read Magazines
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Actually, that's not true. As soon as the Economist is delivered, I curl up with a pot of tea and prepare for hours of interesting reading.
What I don't read are most popular magazines and today I realized why.
I was at the car service place, skimming through magazines while I waited.
I know I struggle with body image, but I also know I look reasonably good. But, looking at the women in the ads, I felt like a cross between the Goodyear blimp and the Pillsbury dough boy.
I mean, seriously. These women had thighs smaller than my calves. (And I have great legs.)
Who looks like that?
More importantly, why would anyone want to?
But, after half an hour, I found myself looking at the images and thinking I really needed to lose more weight. This, just after I decided I might be at the weight I could comfortably live at.