One of the gym class instructors (L) whose classes I’ve been taking sporadically for a few years went from very thin to kinda chubby all of a sudden. Other instructors have commented on how she’s got the flattest belly, even after 2 kids, etc. Another woman once asked me if she is anorexic (since I’m fat, I would know?) I don’t end up in her classes too often anymore because of timing, but I ended up at one a few weeks back. L has gained a lot of weight. She has a tummy and all, maybe pregnant? This last Saturday, waiting for her class to end so I can go to yoga, the woman next to me in line asks if I ever take L’s class. I mention that I did last week, but it just doesn’t fit my schedule. She takes some of L’s other classes. I ask if L is pregnant, but no, she’s off her fat-burning pills. Huh? Say what? WTF? She went from skin and bones to almost as big as me (now, not 50 pounds ago). She’s still much more muscular. I heard something else about Red Bull, etc., but can’t remember if she’s on that now, or from before. Fat burning pills? Is that what they call speed when it’s legal? Good for her for getting off that stuff, even if she then has to face her classes at a larger size. I wonder if quitting speed makes people gain extra weight immediately, then settle in to their normal weight when their bodies adjust? Somehow, if she took them to lose 10 pounds, I’d be a lot more comfortable than if she lost 25.
In unrelated yet similar news, new guy (NG) tells me that I’m starting to get that line that body-builders get down their chest/tummy. Of course when I sit up to see it, there’s nothing but flab. He’s still got his hand on my tummy, and is startled by my sitting-up muscles. “You know how every time you talk to me, I’m either headed soon to the gym, just got back from the gym, or am too tired for the gym? That means I go to the gym.” Now he’s all thinking he should do sit-ups, lift weights, etc. I’m not going to argue with him, I think muscles are sexy, especially shoulders.
I made the mistake of telling him that I was trying to lose 20 more pounds, and he has said a few times how totally sexy I would be. This is a turn-off, but how can I be irritated with him for repeating back to me exactly what I said to him? He’s also the thinnest he’s been as an adult right now, I guess he lost his weight late teens/early 20s, then gained it back, has recently been losing it. Like me, he’s 15-20 pounds above ideal, slowly losing. Sometimes he comments on high fat foods that I apparently eat more than he would, and it makes me a bit uncomfortable. He’s not consistent, though. He eats light so he can drink beer, go out for midnight meals with his drunk friends. I’m not giving up pizza for that, plus I’m more active. All right, I just damn like fat, okay? He loves the foods I cook, just not all the ones that I eat while out. (Actually, now that I think of it, it’s just dairy that makes him nervous, partly for digestion problems)
I bought a shirt, pants yesterday insanely cheap. Tiny little store going out of business, everything from China. If I lose 5 pounds, maybe the stuff will fit right (size M pants, unlabeled shirt). So I make a new official goal now. I’m at 150, will now head towards 145. I’m not giving up fat, not giving up anything. I’m currently trying to figure out what I realistically can tighten up without bothering myself much, it’s so easy to creep up with the mindless snacking. A handful of cashews here, 4 or 5 oranges daily, random cracker with peanut butter, all kinds of things eaten from boredom. This is where I’ll look. This is why I will weigh myself now and forever, for as much as Dr. Kessler***annoys me, he’s right in that mindless snacking is so easy to do, and will quickly pile on the weight.
***Oops, I mean Dr. Wansink
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