Ali, is this person a friend? Because if she is she isnt acting like one. I had a friend turn to me yesterday and say "Oh, are you losing a little weight?" My wife just about blew a gasket. She was like "A LITTLE weight? What do you mean a LITTLE weight?" It was funny.
I suppose it depends on how you define friend...is she someone I can go to bingo with or chat with on the phone, sure. Is she someone who knows my deepest, darkest secrets? Hell no.
In short, she is an acquired friend. She will tell you that I am her 'best friend' but IMO, those people would notice a little something like a 75+ pound weight loss.
I'm over her, but I am thinking of starting a pool to see just how much weight I have to lose before she says something...
As for the person you just dealt with - something happens to people when weight loss is involved that makes their brains explode, that is the only explanation I can come up with...
Wow, I love this thread... makes me chuckle with the annecdotes.
Keith, I am more than happy to provide you with daily entertainment dear...glad to know I provide you with some daily laughs
Ali, I know you are doing it for you, but I mean it is for the OH's and AH's if you think about it. If being overweight and obesity were accepted and not looked down upon, none of us would be at this website, so in some small twisted analytical way, you are doing it for other people (sorry if I am over simplifying this).
You are not oversimplifying it at all, I think that in my mind, knowing my confidence levels, I never expected people to look at me in a positive way. My goal, if I had one along those lines, was to not stand out as the fat girl. Perhaps there was a subconscious ohh and ahh factor but not out there right in the front of my mind. At any rate, I would be a liar if I didn't admit that I get a charge out of the attention, but from her I guess I just wanted to know that she noticed. Now, it is a game I play...immature, but hell its my life and if I want to act like a 3 year old...I can
I did not get to track anything today and totally winged it...my body is angry with me from the erratic eating (no heart problems today, TG) to the late day gym session (where I saw the court clerk for one of the judges I appear before regularly, there is nothing like bolstering your reputation by sweating profusely in ragged gymwear) and now my late night at work. What, you ask? You are working late
again??? Haha, silly reader, the odd night is when I
don't work late.
I must address those clients that felt compelled to yell at me today via some method of correspondence lest I be accused of ignoring them futher...