Oh yeah, skating! My dad dug up my old roller blades while cleaning out a closet. Once I get those from him, I may put them to use.

iSm, I've never thought of your nose as overlarge. Personally, I will miss it if you change it.

Pru, my doctors have told me no less than 1300 ever, and that's if I'm not exercising that day.

DP, I think you and I have similar body responses; it's only ever the small-but-frequent-meals that work for me. But the second I miss one, I get overhungry and then overeat. (And by overeat, I don't mean scarfing lots of unhealthy food, I mean more calories per one meal for my shrunken stomach finds comfortable.)

Oh, I so know that one! That's how my eating routine got thrown off - my parents always visiting or I'd get caught up on a project and forget to eat, and then BOOM!

I'll let you have it in a jar once I'm done with it. :D



I'm not looking to replace my nose with some little pug thing. A slight modification to the Karl Malden bulbousness at the tip is all I'm going for. I have no desire to not look like me. (Though I do have a desire to look just like a taller me.)

Just don't come back looking like an electrical outlet or something. You know, like Michael Jackson...

Watch it, Buster, or you'll get a new nose.

Is Buster getting a nose job as well as the butt job he got yesterday?

I couldn't agree more! I want me back, too!

I've been working for DAYS to come up with a good response to this thread. I have a terrible body image. I though about the same of myself at 320 pounds as I did at 215.

I sometimes wonder how my life would have been different if I were slender, but honestly, I don't think I've ever been passed up for a good job or opportunity due to my size. I know that self esteem and normal weight are definitely not mutually exclusive, and I doubt that I'd have been more successful in relationships if I'd been thinner. Or would I? I'm not so young anymore, and there is a part of me that us afraid that I might never have the opportunity to date Mr. "Right", because the intelligent, active, sophisticated, gray-at-the-temples guy of my dreams isn't likely going to give a second thought to a sweet-faced, round bodied pistol like me.

Admittedly, I'm actually nervous hugging really slender people. I'm afraid they must be grossed out by me... and I kind of feel like a different species. I'd like to get more fit - I LOVE being active, and my weight loss goals are based on scuba-diving and horseback riding weight limits more than anything else, but I don't think I'll ever feel THIN. And that's okay. I hope that someday I'll feel beautiful and worthy again. Its been a long long time, and I miss that feeling.

:)

Sounds like a reason for a beach swanking.

Next time I see you, you're getting an extra squeeze from me! ;)