What make you fat? For fat people, not the skinnies.

Monster2

Monster2

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Okay, guys.. I'm starting to view my obesity as a sort of disease. Obesity, it's an ugly word, isn't it? We like to sugar coat it by calling ourselves chunky, plump, and "big boned". And what about being MORBIDLY obese? Sounds cruel and usual doesn't it? But it's not. It's all too common. I'm fat, you're fat, we're fat. But we can beat this thing!
A combination of factors really pushed me over the edge into thinking of myself of fat, but the biggest one is the overhanging belly. I'm not going to mince words here, It's Just Gross. The fat in my face, and the hip and knee pain, and the love handles aren't really that bad, but I know I've go to lose weight because I'm just fat. I can't reach down and touch my left foot any more without a bit of stretching, but my right foot is okay. I never EVER want to have to wear velcro shoes. That would be so embarrassing.
Since I've started viewing this as a disease, I guess it's made it easier for me to approach. I know this isn't going to work for everyone, and might not even work for me on long term basis, but it makes it easy to face. I have a disease, and I CAN DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT.
 
amy1985 said:
Who gets to be in the "fat person" club so they can answer the question?
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It's really how you think about how society sees you, as realistically as possible. I'm not overweight anymore, I'm past that, I'm just FAT. I have to stop being fat. I realize this, and I know most people would agree with that statement, even if they wouldn't admit it to my face. You guys know when you watch TV.... You see someone and you know they are just FAT, you don't even has to think about it, it's just pretty much factually information. They aren't thin, they are past being a bit overweight, they have a big belly and would look a lot better if they lost a large percentage of body fat. People that are heavy and have trouble breathing or they just can't walk as fast in a crowded store. It's just "you know it when you see it". If you look at someone and think... they really should stay away from the buffet! When your friends and family think you have a weight problem and offer suggestions. When you're getting on an airplane and hope you don't have to sit down to next to a larger person because you'll rub against nasty rolls of blubber. When you go to a party and you know you're the fattest guy, and if you're not, you sure as hell hope you don't look as fat as the really fat guy that's also there (but you're worried you might be THAT fat). Well. that's me, and I'm going to fix it! (not all of what I said, but some of them.. )
 
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HAHA! Amy, that is a pretty funny question.

Monster: For me, it was last summer, I went to put on my seatbelt in my car, and I felt this really uncofortable feeling on my chest... I looked down, and my right man-boob was being mega-compressed by the seatbelt. My man-boob was literally being supported by the bottom seatbelt, and being pulled apart from my left man-boob... the next day, 08/04/10 I started my diet, and didn't look back. That is what it took for me, the realization I was fat. When I was 180, I thought... eh, just a few extra pounds, and then 190, then 200, then 210, then 220, then mega, man-boobs.... booo man-boobs
 
how dare you, that is personal... I will only disclose weight, eating habit, age, waist size, belly button configuration, but I draw the LINE at height... but in the interest of full disclosure, somewhere between 5-8 and 5-9
 
Well, i never thought that i was fat. i never weighed so much. My top weight was 145 pounds...so i never thought "OMG, i'm fat."
But i never considered that i'm a REALLY short girl. I'm only 5-1 (or shorter). And 145 pounds is a LOT for my height.
I opened my eyes in New years's eve. I was partying and so i was dancing and jumping on the dance floor. A guy who i didn't know (i think he was drunk, or maybe only an asshole) approached me and said: "Stop jumping! You will create an earthquake".

I think that my heart broke in a lot of pieces. I hated myself for one months. I continued eating a lot for one months. I cried in my room for one months. But then i realized that i could re-born. And now i'm doing it.

I will thank that guy forever.
 
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You know, I used to have a huge (pardon the pun) problem with not facing my issues head on. Instead, id escape into video games or tv series instead of facing life. Man, that led me down to a very dark path. I remember the point where I finally snapped and started my life change, was when it got to a point where I couldnt FEEL my thighs. They were just numb.

Scary stuff.

It sucked at the beginning, realized how behind I was on so many things. My social life, my self confidence, my school work. It was a mess. But I made a commitment to change the way I do things, and now im finally back on track after all those dark years.
 
I'm not sure if I count as "fat" for the purposes of, but I'm going to answer anyway.

I've struggled with my weight for a long time (at least since I was 16), and while I probably have been "a little overweight/ overweight" rather than "fat" for most of that, it does still make a difference (I did at one point get up to 100kg/ 60lb. I think a good weight for me is 60kg/ 132lb, so it's a big difference). From my heighest weight, what got me there was being in a bad relationship with someone with terrible dietary habits who encouraged me to put on weight (in retrospect I wonder if that was a control issue), and what got me back down again was getting out of the relationship and falling very ill (a bad case of glandular fever/ mono). For my current weight loss, the realisation that none of my clothes really fit me and I can't afford anymore really got me to rethink my dieting habits (I had been trying to lose weight for some time but had been thinking the wrong way about it). Two things that really kicked me into gear were my boyfriend asking me if my underwear was painful (it was quite tight at the time, and probably looked it)- that's the only time he's made me cry (weep, bawl like a baby) but it made me start to worry about it, and then joining the gym and not seeing any changes. Made me realise that just trying to "eat healthy" and deprive myself wasn't working, and I had to try a new approach.
 
When I started my weight loss program there were two things that really impressed me.The first was the soft drinks that I had been drinking. For instance, a single 12 oz can of Coke has 137 calories. If you walk at a fast pace for 23 minutes, you can burn that off, or walk at a normal pace for 56 minutes. If you drink a 64 oz jumbo size drink, you need to walk at a fast pace for two hours to get rid of the calories. That means that three jumbos in a single day require six hours of fast walking to burn off. Can you see where the weight gain comes from? Can you cut back on the sodas?


Also, if you drink a jumbo soda, 64 ounces, it has 5.3 times 137 calories, or 730 calories. That means that every 5 jumbo sodas are over 3650 calories, or over a pound in body weight. If you drink 2-3 a day, you are dealing with 180 pounds every year from sodas alone!.


If you don’t think that this makes sense, a study from The American Journal of Clinical Nutrition found that after six months, subjects who cut 100 daily calories from sweetened beverages lost five times more weight than people who cut 100 daily calories from food. That’s less than one 12 oz can of Coke a day!
It is a good place to start.
 
ItalianGirl said:
I think that my heart broke in a lot of pieces. I hated myself for one months. I continued eating a lot for one months. I cried in my room for one months. But then i realized that i could re-born. And now i'm doing it.

I will thank that guy forever.
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WHAT?>????? really... thank that guy? That's crap. I never understood women's attraction to assholes.
There's much better ways to come that realization.
If a guy ever said something like that to one of my friends, he'd have something to answer for.
 
Like you said, Monster, the belly that hangs over. I just feel uncomfortable. Whenever I sit in a chair that leans back a little, I feel like Jabba the Hut. I want to be Leia...not Jabba.

"Plaudite, amici, comedia finita est."
 
WHAT?>????? really... thank that guy? That's crap. I never understood women's attraction to assholes
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Yeah I agree, why are you thanking that guy? I understand you're kinda grateful in a weird way for triggering your change but you know who you should be thanking? Yourself! You're the one who's got off her bum and made things happen. He was just a cruel guy who said a throw away mean thing that he probably didn't even remember the next day!!

Anyway... done with the lecture ;)

I have known I'm fat since the dawn of time, haha or around maybe the age of 11. I don't think I was actually fat then though - I just thought I was. But that was probably one of the factors that began a long history of comfort eating and led to me eventually having an obese BMI.

I guess now I really feel my weight because of the degree course I'm taking. I'm easily one of the top 3 biggest girls in my year and, as a health professional, I am regularly reminded that the obese die young and usually undignified. So yeah I rarely forget I'm fat.

It's weird though because in the mirror and in my head I don't think I look THAT fat. But my BMI says I'm OBESE. What an ugly word :(

But hey I've gotta get off my chunky butt and do something now :)
 
Mmm I've always struggled with my weight. I tried to lose it once before and had gotten far along but after my Grandmother died I feel into a deep dark hole in life, started drinking a lot (college... :p )and lost myself for a while. After I snapped out of it the first thing I did was get a physical. The doctor did some bloodwork and warned me that if I didn't take care of myself soon that I could develop diabetes. That realization kicked me in the ass and started me down the path I'm on today. I started working on myself last August and have lost 40 pounds so far. (I know some people have lost more in a quicker time but it's hard for me to find the time sometimes. I'm in graduate school atm)
 
I can sum it up in two words > "Food addiction". Food gave me a sort of high, that I constantly craved. I was pissed when my bloated belly couldn't hold anymore !

So here we are 20 months later, and now I'm addicted to working out > Whether it be weight lifting, or hard-core rides on my mountain bike, either way, I often can hardly wait to get home from work, so I can whip on my arse some more :)
I have actually made up important sounding (although, total BS) stories to keep from having to stay late at my work.... When truth be told, I was just bucking for my workout ! :) But I couldn't tell my boss that. He'd never understand.

Peace,
Fish
 
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