Is anyone else sick and tired of hearing all the ads and talk shows talking about “gotta lose weight,” “gotta diet now,” or “get in shape,” or “get rid of those ugly bumps and bulges?” I know I am, and I know that we were designed with bumps and bulges and the pads of fat were God’s design. I think it’s rude of the people returning to the old-fashioned notion of girdles and foundation garments that compress everything to make it smooth, to try and infer that it’s necessary for the rest of us to comply and squish ourselves into spandex, and lycra, and boning. Don’t get me started about the first-of-the-year emphasis on “are you keeping your resolutions” to worry people about working out, on top of keeping up with diets. There is SO much stress and propaganda to try this way or that, that “A” is the best way to go, no, “B” is the best, that I’m having a total and opposite reaction instead.
I’ve been in this game a lot of years. You don’t get to be super-sized without being taught along the way, all kinds of things about nutrition and what it really takes to lose weight. I don’t need “Product A” to get it done…and I’ll be damned if I am going to do things their way. And! I don’t need the super gollygee whammo thingee to move. All the thingees make great dust catchers. I don’t need you, do you hear me? I, don’t need you.
So the upshot is, I am at a point where I feel the need to act for the safety of my health. I am in pretty good health, considering that I am a Super-sized lady. I do have type II diabetes, which with my family, it was due, and I have to supplement thyroid. My heart is sound, and bloodwork says the rest of me is too. So to ensure that the situation remains at a status quo or better, for the safety of my health it means that I need to begin losing weight to keep from bringing on the ravages of my size, and age. I know the things I need to do, and I have doctors to tell me what to do, if I didn’t. But there are all those darned shows and infomercials and commercials and magazine ads that seem so much more smug than in the past.
Maybe it’s because I am serious about my intent to lose weight. Maybe that makes me more aware than in the past. But isn’t there enough pressure to conform, and to lose weight on a daily, societal basis that takes it from being a personal decision to one of bowing to the pressure? I’m sick of it. I’m fed up. I will continue in my own personal struggle, but to hell with all the hype, advertising and celebrating. I will not allow it to dissuade me in my contempt for the rush to sell the body perfect, but I will travel my own path.
**I realize that this article has been hyperlinked in places by the bloghost, and i thought about misspelling the words so that they wouldn't be picked up by the word scanner/ matcher but I decided that would just make me look silly, so just know that I personally didn't have anything to do with the links.