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Stacy Was Here :
Back at the Beginning

Monday, August 29, 2005

ah, cathartic disclosure of life details...

So, this year, my school has a new rec center, and joy of my heart, they finally got some treadmills and rowing machines and stuff that I actually enjoy using (unlike the uncomfortable bikes and stair machines that were the extent of my choices before.) Consequently I've started going every day (well, this started Saturday, so technically it's not a big accomplishment yet, so don't get too excited.) Now, I'm a big girl, and while I am okay with that and don't feel a particular need to lose weight, I am still human and so I still experience that drive to be beautiful. Mainly it's manifesting in the form of not wanting to look like the Stay-puft Marshmallow man on my wedding day. For the last few years my weight has been in the 240 lb range, which puts me squarely in the morbidly obese category. Most people don't guess that I weigh this much by looking at me (or they're all being nice, the lot of filthy liars), but it's still drastically unhealthy to weigh that much when you're 5'6" tall. It just so happens that the worst thing, the inner abdominal fat, the most unhealthy part, is the thing I most want to get rid of for the above marshmallowy reasons. So, you know, bonus. I know I get on people about the whole wanting to conform by being thin thing, and so I know it's a bit hypocritical to cave into the same pressure, but hear me out here. I'm doing this because I want to please myself. I will be happy if I just get a bit healthier and don't lose any weight. Losing the weight will be a huge bonus, but I also want to have the energy to really have a good time at the wedding. I don't want to have to sit anything out, you know? So yeah. I weighed myself tonight, and I'm down to 234, which is not a huge difference, but it's still less than I've weighed in a long time. It's enough to make all the soreness worth it, and believe me, I'm sore. I'm up to 15 minutes on the rowing machine, and man, is it working my shoulders. I'm not even going to shrug my shoulders until I take a nice, hot shower.

posted by Cat Named Eggroll @ 10:23 PM   4 comments

4 Comments:

At 11:02 PM, Anonymous anthony said...

i better not hear another diet joke, or your ass is, how they say, grass.

 
At 12:34 PM, Blogger Stacy said...

ah, but I, dear friend, am not dieting, and especially not dieting in such a way that huge burgers are okay as long as I don't eat any fruit.

 
At 2:39 PM, Anonymous anthony said...

ok, you know what? PSSHHHHHHH.

 
At 6:03 PM, Blogger Stacy said...

oh, stop trying to punish me for being right... (how're the bad liver and the funky ass mental disease coming, by the way?)

 

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