Saturday, September 26, 2015
My calendar says I'm due for an update! Here it is:
Why can't I forget about losing weight? Because I spent a decade thinking it was true. I spent all of high school telling myself to lose weight. I spent all of college telling myself the same. I even spent all of middle school saying this to myself. Was this ever true? Sure, a small fraction of the time. Barely. Is it true now?
I'm quite happy with how I look and feel. I might need a better haircut, but I have definition in my shoulders, thighs, and calves. Sure, I still have that little pooch of stomach fat. Does it really matter? I have some pretty good muscle under there.
I'm still drawn to talk of weight loss. It entices me. Like I just can't get used to the fact that I'm fine where I am.
I'm healthy. I feel good. I look fine. The end.