Consider yourself forewarned! So, Oprah (aka Amy W) had a great post about whether our blogs feed our obsession (pun intended) with our weight. Um. Yes. I've been pondering how messed up my brain really is when it comes to weight issues. Example? Sure. This weekend while clothes shopping (hello transfer addiction!), I was looking at some XL tops and thinking "holy shit, these are freaking huge, complete tents" and moving on to the size L's because that's the size I currently wear. Since when were XL's huge??? Where's the girl that not even two months ago was so f-ing happy and exstatic to be wearing XL's??? You know, the girl who a year ago was a size 28??? And how exactly did my brain not process how huge that was as I was getting there? But, I swear to you that these tops yesterday (all different brands and designs) looked ginormous to my eyes/brain. Figure that out, Dr. Freud.
Moving on... reverse fatism? Why are people threatened, critical, jealous, I don't know what word I'm looking for- when others lose weight? When I have a friend who has a great job, or a cool house, or makes lots of money, or looks fabulous- I think it makes ME look good. It wouldn't cross my mind to be unhappy about any of it. Are people reallly upset because I might be happy? Luckily, I'm not getting this from anyone that I truly would be upset about... but still. Really?
I've had alot of shit going on at work. I love the adrenalin. I'm a junky. So, I'm counting that.
Yogurt, oatmeal, pepperjack cheese, deli ham, lasagna- 700 cals, 35 grams protein. And, guess what girlfriends? I'm still off the diet pepsi... and I feel SO MUCH better! Fabulous. Expect a post on the evils of diet soda. Probably not, but I'll most likely mention it ad nauseum. Have a great rest o' Monday.