Can that be a thing? Like if I’m talking about something serious, I’ll say it’s crab legs, and if it’s something kind of silly, it’ll be wings? No? That probably won’t work out? Yeah, I don’t know what I was thinking either.
I’m going to talk about weight!
Despite the efforts of Sir Mix A Lot, Meghan Trainor, and other artists, society still craves thin legs, tiny waists, and size 0 pants.
When I was little, I was skinny. Like REALLY skinny. I had some muscle because I like to do sports and my favorite activities were climbing trees and sword fighting with sticks, but I was still pretty dang tiny! And then I went to my grandparents’ for the summer when I was ten and I realized that, Hey, I don’t think I have a fantastic metabolism anymore. For the first time, I had a belly. It was a sad day. Afterwards, I lost weight and got back down to my regular size. For the next few years, I was stick-skinny, but then when I got into the eight grade, I started gaining muscle. My second semester of eight grade I was in basketball, softball, track, and gym, so I was basically in the best shape of my life. I was in track and gym at the same time, which means that I was running around seven miles a week. After that, I was in softball religiously my freshman year. We worked out like crazy, so I was thin, really thin, but I was very healthy. I had muscle and I could run and go up stairs without getting winded and I looked good! My legs looked nice! Well, everything looked pretty nice, if I do say so myself. After I got out of softball my sophomore year, I got incredibly lazy. I started gaining weight that I haven’t been able to lose. In fact, I’ve been at 165-ish pounds for three years, which is about 15 pounds greater than I should be.
Now, I’m not incredibly fat. Sure, I have a little bit of a stomach, some fat on my thighs, and stretch marks, but I’m not really all that fat. My arms, for example, have kept their muscle and gained zero fat since I quit sports. Because of that, I have struggled getting long-sleeve shirts. I truly believe that the fashion industry thinks that girls have stick-skinny arms until they get to XX size shirts. I’m a size Medium and my arms are practically ripping the fabric on any long-sleeve shirt I get. And it makes me so mad because, as I said, I’m not fat! I had/have to get shirts that are too big for me just to get my arms to fit in sleeves. It’s stupid to say the least.
As of right now, I’ve been losing a bit of weight and have been working semi-hard to keep at it, but when you get busy, the last thing you want to do is diet and exercise. Ew. My goal is to get down to 150 (my average weight for when I was thin with a good amount of muscle), be able to go up four flights of stairs without dying, and be able to fight off an attacker/be able to run long distances should the need arise. I don’t want super skinny arms, I don’t want to see my ribs, and I don’t want to have legs that can pass as hot dogs, like in those pictures. That just isn’t attractive to me. I want to keep thick, muscular thighs and I want to be strong.
Now, here’s my take on weight loss/weight gain issues that we experience as a society.
You are awesome!
You are the cooliest!
DO YO THANG, GURL!
Now, for people who get bullied for their weight. I honestly have a pretty blunt view for these kinds of situations: (Pardon my french) fuck them. People who find pleasure in putting you down and making you feel worthless do not deserve to be in your life and they don’t deserve the satisfaction of knowing that they are getting to you. Don’t cry over the words these people spit at you! Don’t change yourself for people who surround themselves with only “perfect” people and “perfect” things! Alas, I’ll talk about bullying in more detail in another post down the road.
And may I just express how difficult it was to find just the right picture for #1-#7? I nearly died searching for so long! You’re welcome for my dedication.
Those are my views for weight and I hope that maybe I have provided some form of inspiration or reassurance?!?!?!! Well, I hope I did . . .
Have a fabulous day full of adventures and happiness.
You are a fantastic human being, keep up the good work!