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feeling: tired of pretty much everything
listening to: Matsu Takako - Koishii Hito
I am officially obsessed with Matsu Takako. Just thought all my acquaintances should know that.
Ok... I started eating again a few weeks ago, so why exactly am I still losing weight? Every pair of jeans I own are so large now as to hang off of me. Including the 4-or-5-year-old pairs that 6 months ago were so tight I couldn't wear them and breathe at the same time, AND including all the brand new ones I bought 2 months ago, which fit when I bought them. I've never lost weight in my life, except in junior high when for several months I had stomach trouble and most of the time felt so crappy I'd only eat about one meal a day, and even that was no bigger than a mug of tomato soup or something. I lost just under 20 pounds then, and apparently that was enough to worry people that I was starving myself and on the road to anorexia. But over the next few years those pounds came back with a vengeance, and even when I busted my butt working out and dieting for 2 years when I ran track, I still kept gaining. Then I went to college and gained close to 20 pounds by the start of my second year. Now all of a sudden I'm turning into a stick again. Granted, I had that stomach flu in spring that killed my appetite for at least a month, followed by/along with the most stressful quarter of my life as of then, followed by a summer where I was just too much a slug to eat as much as I used to, followed by heartbreak and the appetite-free month it brought with it. But still, for crying out loud. Compared to a year ago, I'm a twig. And apparently still shriveling.
My stomach's been acting up again too. Err, not really again, since it never actually stopped, but... well, bad again. Hmm... correlation? Meh, who cares. I should just be glad I'm finally losing that Freshman Fifteen Plus Five, right?
Sorry if I sound like I'm bragging about having lost weight. On the contrary, the means by which it seems to have happened are not means that I'd really recommend. Sickness, stomachaches, slugdom, and solitude are NOT alternatives to dieting and exercise, kids. Don't follow my example.
In fact, don't follow my example in anything else either. I'm a bad example in everything. Just forget I'm here, kay? It won't take much effort, I promise.
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 11/02/2003 11:43:00 PM
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