Boop boop. Having a good week here. Things are lining up nicely, even the things I thought I'd messed up. A rare occurrence, things coming together without sheer panic on my end.
Also feeling good about my pants being loose. Pilates works, people - if you didn't know, now you do.
Lately, I've felt like the Molly Ringwald character in a John Hughes movie. You know - the outcast, unpopular girl who is suddenly noticed by one of the "in-crowd," and dropped into the center of a world everyone is supposed to envy, only to find a bunch of soulless, vain, vapid nobodies. I'M SAYING THIS IN GENERAL NAVEL-GAZING FASHION.
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All evidence to the contrary (ha!), I dislike having to explain why I get rageface
when folks in the general population make fat jokes, ugly jokes, etc. Possibly because I was fat and ugly (and let's not be coy here - fat and ugly were the only ways to identify me) growing up, I was never let in on those jokes and therefore am not used to them.
Makes things a bit awkward at times. Hilarious, too, when I'm offered dieting tips or tricks to lose weight. LAWL. I got you, I feel you, thanks for the advice about juicing/fasting/cleansing, it's all good.
On the flip side, I get asked often (and please don't think I'm some egomaniac here) for advice on weight loss, diets, exercise, etc. Their eyes glaze over as soon as they learn that yes, you do have to consistently moderate your caloric intake, exercise, and get plenty of rest - nearly everyday for the rest of your life (horrors!). Then, of course, they tell me how their juicing/cleansing/detox/HCG/Op
tifast diet is going to make them thin. They just don't have the time to exercise! They just aren't cut out for all that sweating! Can't sleep, either - too much going on!
I used to get frustrated and press my points, but hey - everyone has their own path and I gotta let them go their own way. Now, if I do press back, it's with this - the worst thing you can do to your body is yo-yo diet. THE WORST. Lose muscle, gain fat. Do it again. Then again. Then again. More. Once more.
Sigh - preaching to the choir here, I'm sure! You all know what you're supposed to be doing (whether you're getting it done, making progress, or setting goals). :)
Weekend plans, anyone?? There is a youth group cleanup at my building on Saturday, and we're going to Kings Island on Sunday with various kiddos. Can't wait!