I am spending the summer away from all my friends, and I'm surrounded by (crazy) old ladies. My one (new) friend here with me is a tall, skinny, athletic, and about my age. Since we've been living in eachothers' pockets for the past month and a half, she knows that I workout every night and has seen that I eat pretty healthy stuff for the most part.
I love her to death, but the girl eats absolute crap a lot of the time. She's professed to putting on a couple pounds since I've met her; considering the huge bowls of ice cream, constant cookie consumption, and excessive amounts of mac and cheese, I'm not really surprised. I wouldn't usually care what she was eating, except that she always ends up pushing me into eating that, too. Last night there was ice cream available, and she told me, "We're getting the big bowls," then proceeded to pick up two of said bowls and hand one to me. Now, I'm rather shy and non-confrontational, so I just went with it.
I realize that I need to just learn to tell her "no, thanks," but it's really hard! I always feel like I should hide that I'm trying to lose weight. I tell people I'm "going to watch tv" when I'm really going to prop my laptop on the treadmill and watch Netflix while walking/running. When others ask why I'm just eating fruit and a couple crackers instead of a piece of the office birthday cake, I tell them I dislike cake - totally untrue, but it keeps them from pushing food on me constantly!
Don't even get me started on how often people want me to go out drinking. Good thing they always appreciate a DD, because I'm so not blowing my diet on a beer gut.
Anyways, speaking of hiding the fact that I'm losing weight: I've found myself recently trying to hide actual weight loss. I don't want people to notice anything different until I'm at or near my fitness goal.
When I was in high school, I tried losing weight. I was a stupid teenager, so I did not do it in a particularly healthy way, but it was working nonetheless. Unfortunately, the holidays came up, and I saw my relatives. One group of them in particular is very outspoken and rather nosy and tactless, so they all nagged at me about my weight, tried to persuade me to eat more, and just generally "affectionately" teased me. My grandma even asked me if I'd stopped eating altogether!
I just got sick of it all and decided to scrap the whole diet. I started to eat to make myself feel better, and before I knew it, I was back up to my high weight.
I don't want that to happen again, so I don't want people to see and comment on my weight loss. Thus, doing interesting things with clothing. I haven't lost that much yet, only about 10 pounds, but I have a large amount of camisoles/tanks/leggings that I can use to layer under my clothes when they get noticeably too big.
This will also probably save money in the long run, since I won't have to buy as many intermediate sizes of clothes. That's one good thing about this whole weird predicament!