Ok so I really have been meaning to move my blog over to wordpress because wordpress is much nicer to look at. :p I'm also going to be renaming the blog because...well because I can. Also because there's a PCOS blog over there that I'm an author on and I need to really try and get back into that. I also have a blog Written Sustenance that I talk about various life issues and food. I also may do book reviews on there since I am done with college and can't find a job I've been reading...a lot.
Now some of my most pertinent posts will be transferred over, some however will not. Why because some of them are just whiny. And I'm really tired of being whiny.
So go over and check me out at my new fat blog foreverfat.wordpress.com
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Why Calories In/Calories Out Doesn't Work
So this is just a quick hit to link you to another blog. Ragen over at Dances With Fat wrote a wonderful post explaining the science behind why calories in/calories out doesn't work. Go check it out here. Also I'd like to thank the dear Sleepy Dumpling over at Fat Heffalump for pointing this particular blog post out to me. It may have taken me a week or two to notice it otherwise. Enjoy!
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
No Justifying
As fat people we shouldn't have to justify our lives to others. As people in general we shouldn't have to justify our lives to others. We shouldn't have to tell that person who doesn't know anything about us other than our appearance how healthy or unhealthy we are. And here is a song that I was just introduced to on the radio that I think sums it up. It's called Riptide by Sick Puppies, enjoy!
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Hippocratic Hypocrasy
Recently it has been reported that some doctors in South Florida are refusing to treat patients who weigh more than a certain amount or qualify as 'obese' (Use the word fat, it won't kill you I promise!). Some of these physicians have claimed that their equipment won't stand up to the strain of such fat bodies on them and fear we fatty fat fatties will flatten them with our fat asses. Others don't even make the attempt to cover up their dislike of fatties (can you say phobia and disgust my dears?) and simply state that the risk is too great for them to treat patients who are so obviously more likely to have complications and major health issues.
I would like to ask these doctors if they took the Hippocratic Oath when the graduated from medical school. And if they did if they were just shooting hot air out there ass when they took it, or slept through that part? Allow me to present to you my dear readers a modern copy of this oath that was created some time during the 5th century BCE by Hippocrates the supposed father of Medicine. (supposed only because history can't entirely prove it was him)
"I swear to fulfill, to the best of my ability and judgment, this covenant:
I will respect the hard-won scientific gains of those physicians in whose steps I walk, and gladly share such knowledge as is mine with those who are to follow.
I will apply, for the benefit of the sick, all measures [that] are required, avoiding those twin traps of overtreatment and therapeutic nihilism.
I will remember that there is art to medicine as well as science, and that warmth, sympathy, and understanding may outweigh the surgeon's knife or the chemist's drug.
I will not be ashamed to say "I know not," nor will I fail to call in my colleagues when the skills of another are needed for a patient's recovery.
I will respect the privacy of my patients, for their problems are not disclosed to me that the world may know. Most especially must I tread with care in matters of life and death. If it is given me to save a life, all thanks. But it may also be within my power to take a life; this awesome responsibility must be faced with great humbleness and awareness of my own frailty. Above all, I must not play at God.
I will remember that I do not treat a fever chart, a cancerous growth, but a sick human being, whose illness may affect the person's family and economic stability. My responsibility includes these related problems, if I am to care adequately for the sick.
I will prevent disease whenever I can, for prevention is preferable to cure.
I will remember that I remain a member of society, with special obligations to all my fellow human beings, those sound of mind and body as well as the infirm.
If I do not violate this oath, may I enjoy life and art, respected while I live and remembered with affection thereafter. May I always act so as to preserve the finest traditions of my calling and may I long experience the joy of healing those who seek my help."
—Written in 1964 by Louis Lasagna, Academic Dean of the School of Medicine at Tufts University, and used in many medical schools today. Found at Nova's website.
Now the really important part is toward the beginning of the oath. It states, "I will apply, for the benefit of the sick, all measures [that] are required, avoiding those twin traps of overtreatment and therapeutic nihilism." In layman's terms, I will to the best of my ability treat all the sick who come to me while avoiding overtreating them (read overdosing them on medications), or turning them away because I feel that I can't (won't) help them. This oath, though not binding as it was centuries ago, is performed to my knowledge by almost 100% of medical schools today, and has some bearing on how medical ethics work. So in essence these doctors who are refusing patients because of their fatness are breaking an oath held in high esteem by doctors for over 2000 years. An oath that they themselves most likely took upon graduating!
Now important part #2 in this oath, "I will prevent disease whenever I can, for prevention is preferable to cure." Now I ask, how the hell can you prevent disease when you refuse to even look at fat patients. You claim that they are at higher risk for diseases and complications. Could this perhaps be because fat people have been so ridiculed by doctors in the past that they don't come in to see one unless some huge emergency has reared it's head? Could it be that they have complications because it takes longer to diagnose them?! MY GOD WHAT AN ORIGINAL THOUGHT! If you catch the disease/cancer/whatever early, treatment is easier!
So my dears can you say bullshit with me? BULLSHIT! It is bullshit that these doctors are refusing patients who come to them in need. And we all know how many fat people go to the doctor unless it's an emergency; not very many! So these doctors are not only denying fat patients in their area care, they are also showing fat people everywhere that they should just go home and die because it's just too much of a risk for them to treat our fat asses. I continue to call bullshit! It is no more or less risk for a doctor to treat a fat patient than it is for them to treat a thin one! Thin patients have all the disease and complications that fat people do! Thin patients are just as likely to sue their doctor if they believe that doctor fucked up as a fat person! And actually if you think about it a fat person might be less likely to sue because they are beaten down so often that anything that goes wrong they immediately feel it is their fault!
So South Florida doctors...go back to your offices and start doing your job. And yes I realize this has been written about all over the place but I wanted to put my two sense worth in.
I would like to ask these doctors if they took the Hippocratic Oath when the graduated from medical school. And if they did if they were just shooting hot air out there ass when they took it, or slept through that part? Allow me to present to you my dear readers a modern copy of this oath that was created some time during the 5th century BCE by Hippocrates the supposed father of Medicine. (supposed only because history can't entirely prove it was him)
"I swear to fulfill, to the best of my ability and judgment, this covenant:
I will respect the hard-won scientific gains of those physicians in whose steps I walk, and gladly share such knowledge as is mine with those who are to follow.
I will apply, for the benefit of the sick, all measures [that] are required, avoiding those twin traps of overtreatment and therapeutic nihilism.
I will remember that there is art to medicine as well as science, and that warmth, sympathy, and understanding may outweigh the surgeon's knife or the chemist's drug.
I will not be ashamed to say "I know not," nor will I fail to call in my colleagues when the skills of another are needed for a patient's recovery.
I will respect the privacy of my patients, for their problems are not disclosed to me that the world may know. Most especially must I tread with care in matters of life and death. If it is given me to save a life, all thanks. But it may also be within my power to take a life; this awesome responsibility must be faced with great humbleness and awareness of my own frailty. Above all, I must not play at God.
I will remember that I do not treat a fever chart, a cancerous growth, but a sick human being, whose illness may affect the person's family and economic stability. My responsibility includes these related problems, if I am to care adequately for the sick.
I will prevent disease whenever I can, for prevention is preferable to cure.
I will remember that I remain a member of society, with special obligations to all my fellow human beings, those sound of mind and body as well as the infirm.
If I do not violate this oath, may I enjoy life and art, respected while I live and remembered with affection thereafter. May I always act so as to preserve the finest traditions of my calling and may I long experience the joy of healing those who seek my help."
—Written in 1964 by Louis Lasagna, Academic Dean of the School of Medicine at Tufts University, and used in many medical schools today. Found at Nova's website.
Now the really important part is toward the beginning of the oath. It states, "I will apply, for the benefit of the sick, all measures [that] are required, avoiding those twin traps of overtreatment and therapeutic nihilism." In layman's terms, I will to the best of my ability treat all the sick who come to me while avoiding overtreating them (read overdosing them on medications), or turning them away because I feel that I can't (won't) help them. This oath, though not binding as it was centuries ago, is performed to my knowledge by almost 100% of medical schools today, and has some bearing on how medical ethics work. So in essence these doctors who are refusing patients because of their fatness are breaking an oath held in high esteem by doctors for over 2000 years. An oath that they themselves most likely took upon graduating!
Now important part #2 in this oath, "I will prevent disease whenever I can, for prevention is preferable to cure." Now I ask, how the hell can you prevent disease when you refuse to even look at fat patients. You claim that they are at higher risk for diseases and complications. Could this perhaps be because fat people have been so ridiculed by doctors in the past that they don't come in to see one unless some huge emergency has reared it's head? Could it be that they have complications because it takes longer to diagnose them?! MY GOD WHAT AN ORIGINAL THOUGHT! If you catch the disease/cancer/whatever early, treatment is easier!
So my dears can you say bullshit with me? BULLSHIT! It is bullshit that these doctors are refusing patients who come to them in need. And we all know how many fat people go to the doctor unless it's an emergency; not very many! So these doctors are not only denying fat patients in their area care, they are also showing fat people everywhere that they should just go home and die because it's just too much of a risk for them to treat our fat asses. I continue to call bullshit! It is no more or less risk for a doctor to treat a fat patient than it is for them to treat a thin one! Thin patients have all the disease and complications that fat people do! Thin patients are just as likely to sue their doctor if they believe that doctor fucked up as a fat person! And actually if you think about it a fat person might be less likely to sue because they are beaten down so often that anything that goes wrong they immediately feel it is their fault!
So South Florida doctors...go back to your offices and start doing your job. And yes I realize this has been written about all over the place but I wanted to put my two sense worth in.
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Fat Poem 2
So here's another poem about fat. Be warned this one is written in the voice of those who are fat phobic, so it may cause a very negative emotional response. I hope that if it ends up in the hands of someone who thinks like this they realize how horrid they sound.
Fatty McFatterson
Get on the treadmill Fatty! Lose those pounds,
Exercise Fatty! Try harder! Make yourself vomit
after you eat! Good Fatty force it all out. Starve
yourself Fatty! Show some self-control! Count those
calories Fatty! Everything that goes in has to come out!
Quit dawdling Fatty! Get off the couch! Put down the
cheeseburger! Do us all a favor and disappear.
Fatty McFatterson
Get on the treadmill Fatty! Lose those pounds,
Exercise Fatty! Try harder! Make yourself vomit
after you eat! Good Fatty force it all out. Starve
yourself Fatty! Show some self-control! Count those
calories Fatty! Everything that goes in has to come out!
Quit dawdling Fatty! Get off the couch! Put down the
cheeseburger! Do us all a favor and disappear.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Self-Esteem, We All Have It
Self-esteem, everyone has it, be it high or low or in between. It’s how you view yourself, and in some ways how much you value yourself. Self-esteem however is not just based on what you think about yourself, it’s what you hear and see, or think you hear and see, other people saying or thinking about you. Your self-esteem can take a hit from a glance from someone who you view as prettier, or better than you are. It can get a boost from someone smiling and complimenting you on your clothing. Your self-esteem is changeable.
I tend to think a lot of people have lower self-esteem then they let on. Why do you think so many people make fun of others who are different? They do it to make themselves feel better. Because hey, if they aren’t at the bottom of the pile there will always be someone worse off than they are. The best case of this happening that I can think of is the low income white people in the South during the time of the Civil War. They didn’t own slaves; they didn’t benefit from slavery in any way other than they knew that a black person was lesser than they were just because of the color of their skin. As a result those people were some of the most violent and virulent racists in the entire country after slavery was abolished.
As only one woman with PCOS I can’t speak for everyone, but I know several factors in my low (but getting better) self-esteem is tied up in my physical appearance and how people (myself included) see me. I’ve never had anyone come up to my face and make fun of me about my weight, I have heard comments however about the hair on my face, and how I look. But I got the message, or what I thought was the message, loud and clear. I was less important, less desirable, just less because I wasn’t as pretty as the girls who were size 12 or below. I got this from comments my parents made when I dressed up, I got it from trying to find clothes while shopping with my sisters (who are all size 10 or under) who could shop at any store they wanted, I got it from looks and snorts and stupid things.
To get your self-esteem higher you have to learn whose opinion really matters and who is just full of so much crap. That stranger on the street cat calling you or making mooing noises? Full of crap. That sales lady who sneered at you when you tried that pretty blue dress on? Full of crap. The old woman at the grocery store or food court who made a remark on your food choice? Full of crap. That random family who made a callous remark about you compared with your sisters? Full of crap. And not only do you have to learn to ignore these outer voices, you have to be able to silence, or at least muffle the voice of society in your head telling you that you shouldn’t wear that skirt because your legs are too flabby, or that dress because it’s too brightly colored and makes you stand out.
It isn’t easy, and it doesn’t happen in a second. I’ve been working on my self-esteem for the last…well it’s been a long time. But the instant you realize that truly the only person whose opinion matters is you, and you really take that realization to heart, you’ll take the first step into feeling better about yourself. Even after this step you will have days when you look in the mirror and think how ugly you are. Those days are the days when you most need to be yourself and not do what society attempts to brow beat you into doing. Those are the days to wear your favorite top, or that gorgeous skirt you just bought regardless of what color they are. Those days are the days when you have to stand up and be the most like yourself, and not like what society wants you to be.
I tend to think a lot of people have lower self-esteem then they let on. Why do you think so many people make fun of others who are different? They do it to make themselves feel better. Because hey, if they aren’t at the bottom of the pile there will always be someone worse off than they are. The best case of this happening that I can think of is the low income white people in the South during the time of the Civil War. They didn’t own slaves; they didn’t benefit from slavery in any way other than they knew that a black person was lesser than they were just because of the color of their skin. As a result those people were some of the most violent and virulent racists in the entire country after slavery was abolished.
As only one woman with PCOS I can’t speak for everyone, but I know several factors in my low (but getting better) self-esteem is tied up in my physical appearance and how people (myself included) see me. I’ve never had anyone come up to my face and make fun of me about my weight, I have heard comments however about the hair on my face, and how I look. But I got the message, or what I thought was the message, loud and clear. I was less important, less desirable, just less because I wasn’t as pretty as the girls who were size 12 or below. I got this from comments my parents made when I dressed up, I got it from trying to find clothes while shopping with my sisters (who are all size 10 or under) who could shop at any store they wanted, I got it from looks and snorts and stupid things.
To get your self-esteem higher you have to learn whose opinion really matters and who is just full of so much crap. That stranger on the street cat calling you or making mooing noises? Full of crap. That sales lady who sneered at you when you tried that pretty blue dress on? Full of crap. The old woman at the grocery store or food court who made a remark on your food choice? Full of crap. That random family who made a callous remark about you compared with your sisters? Full of crap. And not only do you have to learn to ignore these outer voices, you have to be able to silence, or at least muffle the voice of society in your head telling you that you shouldn’t wear that skirt because your legs are too flabby, or that dress because it’s too brightly colored and makes you stand out.
It isn’t easy, and it doesn’t happen in a second. I’ve been working on my self-esteem for the last…well it’s been a long time. But the instant you realize that truly the only person whose opinion matters is you, and you really take that realization to heart, you’ll take the first step into feeling better about yourself. Even after this step you will have days when you look in the mirror and think how ugly you are. Those days are the days when you most need to be yourself and not do what society attempts to brow beat you into doing. Those are the days to wear your favorite top, or that gorgeous skirt you just bought regardless of what color they are. Those days are the days when you have to stand up and be the most like yourself, and not like what society wants you to be.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Hate Groups
Today in my magazine writing class we discussed hate groups. The reason this was brought up was the professor brought in a magazine that had a huge section devoted to hate groups and anti-government/patriot groups. One thing I noticed is that all of the groups mentioned are Anti-Semitic, White Supremacist, Anti-gay, Holocaust Deniers, and other things of that racial/religious ilk. So what do I do? I open my mouth and say, "Well I think it's interesting that fat hate groups aren't in there because their just as virulent and damaging, if not mores so, than all of the groups mentioned." My professor gave me a funny look and started saying something about how can we judge other people and say their ideas are crazy or bogus or whatever. It kinda made me mad because it's a completely valid argument. White Supremacists whole idea is that their skin color makes them better than black, it's the same exact thing for people who form those website or groups on facebook who fat bash. Now I also mentioned this to my mother, and she did the "Uh-huh, that's nice dear, I'll humor you," voice.
So I'm thinking some research is in order for some of these groups and websites. I know they're out there. Then I want to write an article for this class. Any of you fat acceptance ladies want to be interviewed to give your POV? Mind you it may never be published or see the light of day but I've been thinking about writing an article about fat acceptance and the kind of crap fat people have to put up with on a day to day basis the entire semester. So now that my pet-peeve meter has gone DING! it's time to get to it.
So I'm thinking some research is in order for some of these groups and websites. I know they're out there. Then I want to write an article for this class. Any of you fat acceptance ladies want to be interviewed to give your POV? Mind you it may never be published or see the light of day but I've been thinking about writing an article about fat acceptance and the kind of crap fat people have to put up with on a day to day basis the entire semester. So now that my pet-peeve meter has gone DING! it's time to get to it.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Ouch, Self-Esteem a Little Bruised
I went to visit my boyfriend this last week in California, and well...things didn't go so well. And the issue has to deal with sex and since it's kinda personal I'm not gonna give out details. We're still together and trying to work through it, but the issue has left my self-esteem a little bruised. Then today while I was driving over to a friends Pink's "Fucking Perfect" song came on the radio. I feel I have to share because it's a great song about being perfect even if you war different. The music video is very graphic so I'm just gonna pop up one with the lyrics, but if you wanna see the official music video it's up on Youtube. Also the radio version doesn't have certain words in it. Enjoy folks.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Poetry, Oh How I Love Thee!
So while in my advanced poetry class I've decided to take it upon myself to inform people about fat hate, the 'obesity epidemic', and various fat acceptance topics through my poetry. Here is the first of my attempts. Please be aware the title is a work in progress I am not happy with it at all, but I need at least a working title to take it in and have it critiqued in class. There will be others in this series hopefully. And I'm not completely happy with this one yet either.
Fat Hate
A cow, a bitch, a woman, curved and round, maybe lumpy.
Called ugly, unloved, unhealthy, obese. Vilified by a society
obsessed with thin, perfect BMI* beauties, impossibilities of
flesh. Bombarded by diets, drugs, and surgeries. Call Curves,
call the gym, Atkins diet, Phenphedrine**, Apidexin***, Gastric
Banding. A fourty billion dollar Industry, with less than five
percent success. Have you called Jenny yet?
* body mass index
** + *** two of 2011’s “best” diet drugs
Fat Hate
A cow, a bitch, a woman, curved and round, maybe lumpy.
Called ugly, unloved, unhealthy, obese. Vilified by a society
obsessed with thin, perfect BMI* beauties, impossibilities of
flesh. Bombarded by diets, drugs, and surgeries. Call Curves,
call the gym, Atkins diet, Phenphedrine**, Apidexin***, Gastric
Banding. A fourty billion dollar Industry, with less than five
percent success. Have you called Jenny yet?
* body mass index
** + *** two of 2011’s “best” diet drugs
Friday, February 18, 2011
Dear Douchecanoe
Dear Douchecanoe,
Leaving nasty little notes in elevators telling people to take the stairs is not appropriate. It is not funny to tell people that they are worthless, ugly, lazy pigs because they take the elevator instead of using the stairs. Do you realize how many people are disabled but not visibly so in our school? Do you know how many people take the elevator because a previous injury makes taking the stairs painful? Obviously not, or you would not be leaving such notes in the elevators.
Please consider respecting other human beings by not choosing to comment on their bodies or self worth, even in writing.
Sincerely,
Uses the Elevator
So the story behind this is that someone on my campus has taken to writing nasty little things on one of those little cough notices in the elevator. Telling people to stop taking the elevator up one floor. This week, on top of being hormonal, sleep deprived, and just all around cranky, I found one of these notes had turned viral. Words like "lazy" and "ugly" have begun to appear in the same handwriting as the first note. So I'm a little more than peeved at this person. Mind you I know there's nothing that will change this persons opinion, and writing anything back just encourages them, but I am so tired of whoever this is being judgmental in this way. This is my way of getting it off my chest without writing something on their little note...Maybe I should go to the dean of the college and ask him to take down the notes anytime this person writes on them.
Leaving nasty little notes in elevators telling people to take the stairs is not appropriate. It is not funny to tell people that they are worthless, ugly, lazy pigs because they take the elevator instead of using the stairs. Do you realize how many people are disabled but not visibly so in our school? Do you know how many people take the elevator because a previous injury makes taking the stairs painful? Obviously not, or you would not be leaving such notes in the elevators.
Please consider respecting other human beings by not choosing to comment on their bodies or self worth, even in writing.
Sincerely,
Uses the Elevator
So the story behind this is that someone on my campus has taken to writing nasty little things on one of those little cough notices in the elevator. Telling people to stop taking the elevator up one floor. This week, on top of being hormonal, sleep deprived, and just all around cranky, I found one of these notes had turned viral. Words like "lazy" and "ugly" have begun to appear in the same handwriting as the first note. So I'm a little more than peeved at this person. Mind you I know there's nothing that will change this persons opinion, and writing anything back just encourages them, but I am so tired of whoever this is being judgmental in this way. This is my way of getting it off my chest without writing something on their little note...Maybe I should go to the dean of the college and ask him to take down the notes anytime this person writes on them.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Lets Talk Trolls
Recently in the Fat-o-Sphere I have noticed a number of other bloggers being set upon by trolls, either on the internet or in real life. Some of them are pissed off about it, and some of them are feeling rather vulnerable because of it and then getting pissed off about it. Now while reading others posts about their troll problems I remembered a little saying my mother had taped to the fridge for the longest time.
"May the fleas of a thousand camels infest the crotch of the person who screws up your day, and may their arms be too short to scratch."
While this thought is not particularly nice of me, I think it's appropriate considering how many days trolls have ruined for all us fatties out there. Honestly I think we'd run out of fleas before we ran out of trolls to infest.
But even should such an infestation occur, trolls will be trolls, and some days we can turn the other cheek to them and not be affected by their miasma of hate. And other days we crumble under the weight (ha!) of that hate. But we still try to keep our chins up. Because trolls hate themselves, and we are just the convenient target for their hate. But hey the idea of fleas and short arms helps me sometimes so I thought I'd share.
"May the fleas of a thousand camels infest the crotch of the person who screws up your day, and may their arms be too short to scratch."
While this thought is not particularly nice of me, I think it's appropriate considering how many days trolls have ruined for all us fatties out there. Honestly I think we'd run out of fleas before we ran out of trolls to infest.
But even should such an infestation occur, trolls will be trolls, and some days we can turn the other cheek to them and not be affected by their miasma of hate. And other days we crumble under the weight (ha!) of that hate. But we still try to keep our chins up. Because trolls hate themselves, and we are just the convenient target for their hate. But hey the idea of fleas and short arms helps me sometimes so I thought I'd share.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
I'm Fat! And I kinda like it!
So I'm feeling good in my skin today. I just recieved in the mail today Marilyn Wann's book FAT!SO? from Amazon, and in it are wonderful photos and pictures of fat bodies. I looked and I grinned and I laughed. I've never seen so many bodies that look like mine in one book. It's amazing! So far I haven't read much of the book, but what I've read has been very inspirational and uplifting. I'm tempted to lend it to my parents along with Lessons from the Fatosphere so they can see how I feel.
Anyway I just felt the need to share how awesome I feel in my skin today. How absolutely wonderful it is to be a fat woman.
Cheers!
Anyway I just felt the need to share how awesome I feel in my skin today. How absolutely wonderful it is to be a fat woman.
Cheers!
Monday, January 24, 2011
"Exercise Your Demons!" And Other Fat Related Stuffs
So today's post is going to be about a few things, most about exercising and clothes...ok I'll admit it's about socks. But first! Let's take those demons out for a walk shall we?
All right seriously though exercise is something that a lot of fat people view as a chore. Why? Because to many of us Fatties it means running, push ups, sit ups, pull ups, weight lifting, and *gasp* god forbid, the gym. Well lets look at what else is exercise. Do you dance? That's exercise. Do you play any kind of sport? That's exercise. Are you involved with a reenactment group? That is definitely exercise. Do you care for small children? That is exercise (why is it that their legs are so much shorter yet they always seem able to outrun their parents?). See just because you don't go running three miles a day or go to the gym and lift weights five times a week does not mean you do not exercise. Just because dancing or playing a sport is fun doesn't make it any less of an exercise. You don't need to join a gym to exercise, mind you there is no reason you can't join a gym if you really really want to, and if you enjoy what that gym has to offer. So find something that gets you moving that you can truly enjoy! Don't just go out and join your local YMCA so you can run on a treadmill to get yourself in shape. Why? Because that may not be fun for you.
No leaving exercise alone since it's kinda like beating a dead horse after I know how many people have written about it. Lets talk socks. Knee socks in particular. have any of you had trouble finding knee socks that actually fit over your larger than 'average' knees? I have! And let me tell you it drives me nuts when I'm wearing a skirt that would look awesome with a spiffy pair of knee socks and I can't find any that fit around my legs without cutting off my circulation. As a result, I have begun my crusade! Yes dear readers I am beginning to learn to knit my own socks. I will have those cute knee socks one day! I will knit them up in the many varied colors my local yarn store has to offer and I will flaunt them wherever I please. Why? Because colorful socks are cool, just like bow ties and fezzes. (If you get that reference kudos to you!)
All right seriously though exercise is something that a lot of fat people view as a chore. Why? Because to many of us Fatties it means running, push ups, sit ups, pull ups, weight lifting, and *gasp* god forbid, the gym. Well lets look at what else is exercise. Do you dance? That's exercise. Do you play any kind of sport? That's exercise. Are you involved with a reenactment group? That is definitely exercise. Do you care for small children? That is exercise (why is it that their legs are so much shorter yet they always seem able to outrun their parents?). See just because you don't go running three miles a day or go to the gym and lift weights five times a week does not mean you do not exercise. Just because dancing or playing a sport is fun doesn't make it any less of an exercise. You don't need to join a gym to exercise, mind you there is no reason you can't join a gym if you really really want to, and if you enjoy what that gym has to offer. So find something that gets you moving that you can truly enjoy! Don't just go out and join your local YMCA so you can run on a treadmill to get yourself in shape. Why? Because that may not be fun for you.
No leaving exercise alone since it's kinda like beating a dead horse after I know how many people have written about it. Lets talk socks. Knee socks in particular. have any of you had trouble finding knee socks that actually fit over your larger than 'average' knees? I have! And let me tell you it drives me nuts when I'm wearing a skirt that would look awesome with a spiffy pair of knee socks and I can't find any that fit around my legs without cutting off my circulation. As a result, I have begun my crusade! Yes dear readers I am beginning to learn to knit my own socks. I will have those cute knee socks one day! I will knit them up in the many varied colors my local yarn store has to offer and I will flaunt them wherever I please. Why? Because colorful socks are cool, just like bow ties and fezzes. (If you get that reference kudos to you!)
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Post-Christmas
So I haven't said a word about my Christmas at my parents house. So for the most part it went well. They liked my boyfriend, no one got yelled at, and I had a relatively relaxing time. On the other hand, on more than one occasion I wanted to slap my parents and siblings.
My father only a few days into the visit comes up to me and says he hasn't seem me this happy in a long time, and then he said he's only going to say something once, "If only you'd lose your weight." That's a quote folks. Since it was Christmas and I didn't want to make a huge scene in front of the young and impressionable nephews I gritted my teeth and didn't say a word. Now if you notice he said he can see how happy I am, then why the hell do I need to lose weight?! I'm happy, I'm loved, and I have a wonderful boyfriend who thinks I'm gorgeous! Now you tell me why I need to lose weight. Why do I need to change myself when I'm obviously happy as I am? Of course he's a doctor so he'd probably say something about diabetes and heart disease. Okay sure more people who are 'overweight' end up with heart disease and diabetes, but just because I'm fat does not in any way shape or form mean I'm gonna get diabetes or heart disease. Thin people have those too for crying out loud! They are not fat-caused health issues!!
Now my mother and sisters all ride the 'lifestyle changes' wagon. They say they don't believe that dieting works, but isn't lifestyle changes just another diet? In essence with a lifestyle change you are depriving yourself of certain things over a long period of time; ie eating only a bite of cake when you want the whole bloody piece, eating one bowl of soup and then saying your full when in fact you are still hungry and want a second.
My mother and sisters didn't outright say to my face that I needed to make lifestyle changes, but I'm pretty sure that's why we got on the topic. Again I didn't want to make a scene since it was the holidays and that would have made things rather unpleasant. My weight is not fluctuating outside of norms therefore I am doing something right with my eating.
I do not need to make lifestyle changes. I do not need to lose weight. I am happy, I am healthy, I am fat. Get over it.
My father only a few days into the visit comes up to me and says he hasn't seem me this happy in a long time, and then he said he's only going to say something once, "If only you'd lose your weight." That's a quote folks. Since it was Christmas and I didn't want to make a huge scene in front of the young and impressionable nephews I gritted my teeth and didn't say a word. Now if you notice he said he can see how happy I am, then why the hell do I need to lose weight?! I'm happy, I'm loved, and I have a wonderful boyfriend who thinks I'm gorgeous! Now you tell me why I need to lose weight. Why do I need to change myself when I'm obviously happy as I am? Of course he's a doctor so he'd probably say something about diabetes and heart disease. Okay sure more people who are 'overweight' end up with heart disease and diabetes, but just because I'm fat does not in any way shape or form mean I'm gonna get diabetes or heart disease. Thin people have those too for crying out loud! They are not fat-caused health issues!!
Now my mother and sisters all ride the 'lifestyle changes' wagon. They say they don't believe that dieting works, but isn't lifestyle changes just another diet? In essence with a lifestyle change you are depriving yourself of certain things over a long period of time; ie eating only a bite of cake when you want the whole bloody piece, eating one bowl of soup and then saying your full when in fact you are still hungry and want a second.
My mother and sisters didn't outright say to my face that I needed to make lifestyle changes, but I'm pretty sure that's why we got on the topic. Again I didn't want to make a scene since it was the holidays and that would have made things rather unpleasant. My weight is not fluctuating outside of norms therefore I am doing something right with my eating.
I do not need to make lifestyle changes. I do not need to lose weight. I am happy, I am healthy, I am fat. Get over it.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
A New Thought for a New Year
Happy New Year my dear readers! I hope all of you had a wonderful 2010 and are looking forward to an even more wonderful 2011.
Recently I've been playing with the idea of writing a piece of fiction. One that doesn't involve any elements of fantasy at all. One entirely about a fat woman. I can't say it's a memoir, because it's not just about my experiences as a fat woman, it's about all the experiences of fat women. Our ups and downs, our growing underground in the blogsphere and more and more in the regular world (like the kiss in thing they did in New York after the Marie Claire incident, and all the books about us).
Oh and I just have to share with you the work of this artist my boyfriend knows. She as absolutely fabulous, my new favorite artist! http://comethime.deviantart.com/gallery/
Please note some of her drawings are rather risque so do not view in front of small children or at work, otherwise bad reactions may occur from onlookers. We know how squeamish some can be about fat bodies, even drawn ones. ^_^
Anyway leave thoughts, comments, experiences, or whatever for me. ^_^ I love hearing from people!
Recently I've been playing with the idea of writing a piece of fiction. One that doesn't involve any elements of fantasy at all. One entirely about a fat woman. I can't say it's a memoir, because it's not just about my experiences as a fat woman, it's about all the experiences of fat women. Our ups and downs, our growing underground in the blogsphere and more and more in the regular world (like the kiss in thing they did in New York after the Marie Claire incident, and all the books about us).
Oh and I just have to share with you the work of this artist my boyfriend knows. She as absolutely fabulous, my new favorite artist! http://comethime.deviantart.com/gallery/
Please note some of her drawings are rather risque so do not view in front of small children or at work, otherwise bad reactions may occur from onlookers. We know how squeamish some can be about fat bodies, even drawn ones. ^_^
Anyway leave thoughts, comments, experiences, or whatever for me. ^_^ I love hearing from people!
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