Posts Tagged ‘fat’

I’ll admit it: I’m guilty of prematurely judging people based on their weight. But before you start rioting in the streets, trying to discredit me as a health blogger, hear me out. I’m not saying overweight people aren’t worthwhile people; I just don’t associate being overweight with being fit.

That was, until I read multiple articles claiming that overweight people could be just as fit, if not fitter, than thin people. And if those articles didn’t change my mind on the subject, my experience at the gym a few days ago sure did.

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Tears in Heaven

Posted: March 5, 2009 by Cindia G. Leonard in Uncategorized
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I’ve been pretty calm about this whole weight gain thing for a while now.  I wasn’t going to freak out about it because like I’ve said before, I’ve always been a big girl.  I’ve worn sizes from 11 up to 18.  I know the good, the bad, and the ugly when it comes to being a fatty.

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Little Nicole Richie knows how to pull off that skeletal look.

But don’t let the media fool you.  There is no perfect size, no perfect weight. And those height/weight tables are ludicrous.  If it was up to that thing at my height, 5’2″, I should weigh something like 100 lbs. 100 lbs.! You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. With my frame and these hips, I would probably look like a Holocaust victim.

So I’ve kind of gotten over the whole being “the right size.”  I know that my body would look the best if I weighed between 155 and 165.  But I don’t weigh that anymore. Thanks to my bad habits, and maybe the hormones in birth control, I’m dangerously close to 200 lbs., way too fucking close.

What drives me insane about the weight I’ve gained is that I’ve been fatter.  Maybe not this close to weighing 200 lbs. but a size 18 ain’t tiny.  My clothes still fit, although a little tight.   (more…)

Leotards: The only motivation in my life

Posted: February 19, 2009 by Cindia G. Leonard in Uncategorized
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I’m obsessed with American Apparel.

After so many months drooling over their crap on the internet I finally got a chance to shop in their store.  Online the clothes always looked too small for me.  If I could just try it on in person then I would know if my fat ass could actually squeeze into the “intimates” and “one-pieces.”

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Sex. Sex. Sex.

Surprise, surprise.  I only barely fit into their largest size, XL.  Most of the clothes at AA don’t even go up to a size L.  I’m lucky they were sweet enough to consider me.  I squeeze into this leotard, asphalt grey, and look pretty fucking hot.  It’s tight enough to keep everything in its place and my boobs are small enough to not have to worry about the bra situation.

Six months later, thanks to the anxiety of grad school, my ass is totally busting out of my leotard.  My other clothes, that weren’t bought at AA, barely fit on my newer, slightly fatter, body.

I’m sure the idea of loosing 10+ lbs. to anyone else would seem an incredible feat.  But I have no discipline and I love to eat.

I’ve been fat all my life.  I’m always straddling the line between obese and just overweight.  I’ve kind of stopped caring about it but when you are already considered fat by most people in the world and then you gain a couple extra,well, it isn’t cute.  (more…)