Do you think we could get Richard Simmons to join LoT?
Swankin' to the Oldies!

Still waiting for the Girls of LoT calendar...

I put a twist on something that was said to me some time ago, and it's really helped in the public speaking department: Most people are too busy thinking about themselves to give a sh*t about me, and it's the same in reverse - so why not capitalize on that? I find that standing up and talking isn't as hard on me as I am on myself in front of the mirror.

Oddly, I don't think I've been as attractive as I am today in a long while, and that was on top of a fairly stupid/rough day. Every day since bringing this up has made me more confident in myself, and I'm not sure why. Maybe it's because I've started looking at the positives again. It was really easy to get wrapped up into what was wrong, so it's a hard mold to break.

And iSm, it's a shame that men's fashion isn't quite what women's is in the lengthening department. I am thankful that there are proportion tricks we can use to make certain things bigger, smaller, shorter and taller. That's one thing all women should be thankful for. It's out there...

This is the question I keep coming back to, because even if we lost the pounds we'd like to no doubt there'd be some other reminder of our mortality and imperfection to take it's place.

I suppose the first step is recognizing it as something we inflict upon ourselves. The rest, I don't know. It's often hard to acknowledge complements from others or believe the nice things they may say (especially when in those poor body image moments) even when true.

Maybe there's a whole Kubla-Ross process you have to go through? Perhaps we all should have a screening of All That Jazz?

Oh, I didn't say quickly. Just effectively. It is certainly not quickly.

How's your healthy diner, honey?

I honestly don't care about others' perceptions of my body if they think I'm too fat. However, I do find myself getting irked by people who say to me, "You're fat and beautiful! Be proud!"

I don't give a crap how I look. It's how I feel. And, for me it's more of a physiological feeling, which then affects my emotions, rather than the other way around.

Because of that, I do not like being fat. I can feel the strain on my joints. I get out of breath sometimes easily. I get too hot too easily. And, I often feel lazy and lethargic. Those feelings do affect me, because I get sad thinking about how I don't have the leg and joint strength to go rock climbing or surfing. I hate not being able to join in some things because of weight or size restrictions (which are there for obvious safety reasons, so I'm not about to call "discrimination"). I want to be more comfortable on an airplane. (I'm also not about to demand that they add more room - there really isn't room to add.) I want to hike uphill without getting winded. I'm sorry, but being winded, strained, and uncomfortable is not something I should be "proud" of.

I was very active at the gym last year, and developed great eating habits. Unfortunately, the last six months blew that all to hell, and I can FEEL it.

Thankfully, I've got my gym bag back together, my lost membership card being replaced, and a shiny new iPod armband to make carrying my music more convenient. I've even got that "me time" scheduled on my calendar once again, so it's blocked out.

The eating habits (small meals every couple hours) are going to take a few weeks getting used to again, but with the chaos finally settling, I can put the thought back into it until it becomes automatic once again.

I want me back, dammit.

Sorry about that. You can edit my post if you want.

Delicious! Just like the chef ;)

Hahaha, truer words were never.

It's one thing to take the great advice that no one else is noticing the flaws we obsess over .... but easier to conceptualize that everyone else is too darn busy doing the same thing to ever have time to notice what we think is wrong with us.



Hahaha, love it.



but i'm still leaning towards cosmo surge before springtime on my enormous honker