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May. 22nd, 2003 05:31 pmArrghh.
Am the fattest fat that was ever fat. *sob*
No one should ever have to be weighed and have their body fat measured with those horrid tongs while being smirked at by a skinny bitch who is obviously sooooo superior to you because she doesn't look like a beached whale.
I mean, I knew I was fat -- it's rather impossible not to notice, but I didn't think I was THAT fat. When I saw the scale I just wanted to die.
Am now going to gym three times a week in hopes that I will no longer be fat, unproductive and unloved member of society. Also must not eat anything remotely delicious, as it will, apparently, add an extra 5 inches to my waist as soon as it touches my lips. Hurrah.
*hangs head and sighs*
Am the fattest fat that was ever fat. *sob*
No one should ever have to be weighed and have their body fat measured with those horrid tongs while being smirked at by a skinny bitch who is obviously sooooo superior to you because she doesn't look like a beached whale.
I mean, I knew I was fat -- it's rather impossible not to notice, but I didn't think I was THAT fat. When I saw the scale I just wanted to die.
Am now going to gym three times a week in hopes that I will no longer be fat, unproductive and unloved member of society. Also must not eat anything remotely delicious, as it will, apparently, add an extra 5 inches to my waist as soon as it touches my lips. Hurrah.
*hangs head and sighs*
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Date: 2003-05-22 05:47 pm (UTC)Have broken down in doctor's office, into horrid sobs, every one of last visits because nothing seems to make a difference. Horrible cycles and all that. At least you're going to the gym. I'm scared of machine-thingies and I hate being where people can see me, so it's not even worth the money I don't have. You're making an effort. It's shitty that it matters so much in the world, but at least you're trying to make a change for the positive. I'm just doomed.
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Date: 2003-05-22 06:02 pm (UTC)Thankfully it's not a normal gym -- there's no way in hell I could ever submit myself to the torture that is the American gym, full of tight-arsed blondes in thongs. *shudder* This place isn't even a gym really, it's very small and private, and your sessions on the equipment are just you and your personal trainer. THANK GOD.
So I'll get bossed around alot, but as least I won't have to worry about Barbie looking down at me in disgust. :)
You're not doomed. *snugggles*