Adventures of a Former Fat Girl

Lately, I’ve been paying more attention to the attire that people wear to the gym. Call it my little fashion show!

First, we start with the "Older Ladies". God love em for their gumption to get in some exercise. But someone should tell them that the matchy match nylon pant suits are a little much for the treadmill. Not only do they distract others with their constant swish swish noise, but somehow this ladies find earrings and necklaces that match too. I can barely find two matching socks!

Now we move on to the "Young Girls" gym fashion. Some of which think pajamma pants with tweety bird and winnie the pooh are acceptable everywhere but bed. Do they know how terrible they look with nike’s? Then there is the one’s that like to put advertisments on their butt. When I’m on the ellipital, I don’t want to look at an @ss jiggling with the word "Juicy" on it. Come on! Who in their right mind wants their butt to be known as "Juicy". Do they know that they make toilet paper for that!

Last but not least, we move on to the "Lifters". These are the guy’s that wear the Gold’s Gym tank tops, the black lifting gloves, towels draped around their neck, and they stand around yappin. There’s usually four or five of them, hovered around a bench, talking about how much they lift. I’ve never really seen them work out anything, except maybe their jaws. My favorite one, is this guy they call "Buddy"(Come to think of it, they call all of them "Buddy?) Anyhoo, he came over to give me advice on how to work my delt’s better. I was working my Traps! Idoit! And of course it’s always, Honey, Sweetie, Babe when they address me, why can’t they call me Buddy?! I especially like the one that does that strut, you know the lifters strut. It’s when they walk with their arms stuck out like theres something tucked under their arm. I think that they think it makes them look more like Arnold! Seriously, What is with that?

Does anyone wear shorts and t-shirts anymore? Or I’m in need of the gym fashion police?

I’m writing to tell you that I’m leaving you. I have found another that makes me happier than you ever did.

I know that you’ve helped me through some tough times, and you’ve been there to celebrate my achievements, but you haven’t given me what I need. And let’s face it, you didn’t give my body what it needed either. You never took me anywhere! You just wanted to stay on the couch in front of the T.V. You made me feel sluggish and tired, but did you care? No! I know you probably won’t miss me much, cause of the others. Oh yes, I know about the others you’ve been seen with.  I’ve even saw you on the butts and bellies of others. Honestly, did you think you were hiding? You’re in plain sight for all to see, and you pretty yourself up so everyone wants you. Honestly, have you no shame! Well, I know the truth about you, and I’m gonna tell everyone I know.

"My Health" is soooo wonderful, I’ve never felt so good! You couldn’t do that for me. "My Health" takes me places, like the gym. We do so much together, unlike anything you ever did. I feel alive and energetic with "My Health". And what "My Health" does to my body!!! Let’s just say, that "My Health" is very good in bed. I’ve never slept so sound! And "My Health" compliments me, you just taunted me. "My Health" has given me soo much, clear skin, muscle tone, weight loss. You gave me the complete opposite, plus cravings! Did you seriously think I was gonna stick around!

So Good-Bye Junk Food. I will miss you, occasionally, But "My Health" will be there for me. I know this cause I treat it right!!!!!

 Your Former Lover

Pam_39

As I’m losing weight, I’ve noticed things about myself that have changed. A new self confidence is emerging, a new esteem that I haven’t had in quite some time. Before, at my heaviest weight, I was embarrassed to have anyone look at me. I walked with my head hung low, trying to not make eye contact with anyone. I was afraid that if someone really looked at me, they would see the embarrassment behind my eyes. I was depressed all the time. I hated if my husband took me out to dinner, that meant people would see me eat, and pity my husband. See my husband is phenonmenal, he is absolutely gorgeous, and I worry that my appearance embarrassed him. Although, he said he loved no matter what weight I was. I knew that he preferred me thinner, and that hurt me enormously.

But now, I lost about 20 lbs. and I’m trying to loose more. I work out almost everyday, and I’m gaining a sense of pride in my accomplishments. My husband and I are having so much more fun than we ever did, not to mention more sex! I walk with my head a little higher, and when someone looks at me I don’t see the pity or disgust in their eyes anymore. However, now I’m sooooo scared to put on that weight again. I fear food, in a weird sort of way. I’ve become obsessed with the kinds of food I eat, and exercise. If I don’t exercise, I feel guilty. I’m not sure if this is normal? Maybe it’s just a stage that I’m going though. I just know now what it feels like to be part of the world, and I don’t want that to disappear. I like wearing the cute clothes, and have strangers smile at me. It’s so comforting to be an average human being. I’m loving life, and I’m not spending everyday wondering if this is the day I will develope hypertension, or heart disease, or even die of a heart attack or something.

I want to thank everyone on this site. From the articles to the forums, to the other members profiles. It’s given me the encouragement, the drive, and the knowledge to begin this journey. And with all of your help, I’ve learned that being healthy is not some unattainable dream, it’s a unbelievable reality!