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Well, Fat Friday is here. I’m not going to mince words regarding my weight as I have enough padding on my ass to avoid padding the way I talk about it.
Okay, I’m not that brave. If I were, there would be a nude photo of me above instead of just my knees. But, I figure the knees are sort of the litmis (sp?) for the rest of the bod and I don’t need to lose any more readers by blinding them with blubbery nudity. This is not a horror show, folks. Not even a literary one.
Anyway, a friend of mine (a friend who has 50 fewer pounds to lose than me, but I understand the way you feel in your skin and the way you look are two different things) and I are doing a Biggest Loser/Slim Fast competition. Yeah, she’s a sucker. How could she possibly win when I have so much more to lose? Well, I’m a miracle worker when it comes to maintaining/gaining weight so she just might win.
No seriously, I’m serious this time.
After 41/2 years adjusting to having Mult. Scler. (don’t freaking laugh it’s a lot to adust to mentally and physically) I finally find myself repugnant…So, whether you can stand it or not, Fat Fridays will feature my fat knees–oh I know, what knees? They’ll be back soon….very, very soon.
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I lost 30 pounds almost totally by portion control. It sucks, but it works. Best of luck to you!
Hey there anti-wife–thirty pounds using portion control? That’s amazing and I know that’s the healthiest way to go. Unless you’re me and you have tricky eyes that make a “normal” portion magically grow in leaps and bounds. That’s so great you lost that weight. Congrats!
I’ve started my Oh Sh** diet in preparation for my author head shots. This involves thinking about how I should be exercising while eating cookies.
That’s pretty funny, Jaye…listen those photographers can do wonders with their angles and lighting and such. Just tell them you want the skinny shot, shooting downward rather than upward. Dear Lord (and I don’t think you need to worry about this, but I would…) if you see the photog going low, aiming up, kick the blasted camera from his/her hands before it’s too late. Nothing good comes from upward shot photos. I don’t care who you are.