Washboard Legs and Tight Jeans
February 3, 2008I do not have a problem with everyone. In fact, I am generally a nice person. An easy to get along with, friendly, welcoming person. I don’t care about gender, race, political affiliation, sexual preference, nationality, or even what kind of hair you have- HOWEVER, if you are fat- you piss me off. There are, granted, a few fat people that don’t bother me. For example, the people on Biggest Loser. In other words, the fat people who hate themselves for being fat and are actually doing everything in their power to make themselves healthy. And I don’t mean the cop out ‘get surgery’ quick fix of getting thin. I mean the people really working hard to change their life style, eating habits, and exercise habits so that they will enjoy a longer, healthier life.
I look around at my fellow Americans and think- DAMN! If we could all just eat a little less, and walk a little more- the continent of North America could probably rise a few inches, giving places like Florida and San Francisco a little breathing room when it comes to the threat of oceans rising from global warming.
Back to what I hate about fat people. Have you ever noticed that very few know how to dress for their body type? I can’t tell you how many rolls I can count when I simply walk through the mall! You have clothes to COVER YOUR BODIES people! Cotton t-shirts shouldn’t be screaming at the seams because your over-sized bulging waste line doesn’t fit! Not to mention, those skin tight jeans…ok, on some girls, it can be pretty hot. Fine- but those girls are one in a million, and do not have cottage cheese cellulite coming out of their ears. If it sounds like a stick on a washboard when you are shaving….you shouldn’t be wearing hip-huggers.
OK, one final soap box rant till I’m finished. Speak K[no]w, See K[no]w, and I were talking about a great study we would like to conduct. We are wondering about what makes fat people…well, fat. Is it how much they eat? What they eat? A combination? We propose monitoring the dessert table in our lovely (note sarcasm…more to come in later posts) dining hall. Are the people who frequent the trays full of high fructose corn syrup, dextrose, confectioner’s glaze, mono & diglycerides, etc. all fat? Are the fat ones the only ones who go up for seconds, thirds, sevenths? Do the fat people stuff their pockets after their twelfth helping? Or am I completely wrong…which is entirely possible; is it only the anorexic-ly thin exercise fanatics the ones who crave sweets? An interesting possibility.
Till next time…keep it fit.
-hear k[no]w
I don’t think it’s fair to judge someone based on something they have no control over, and not everyone who is overweight or even obese has that body type because they’re lazy or eat too much. Thyroid problems and hormonal imbalances, for example, can cause weight gain and obesity.
My own mother is very overweight, and she eats well and goes to the gym for an hour-long water aerobics workout three times a week. I know it must be something else–she has poor health, systemic lupus topping the list and probably underlying most of her health problems–but I haven’t asked, since it’s something she clearly struggles with.
I love my mother and aspire to be as strong a woman as she is some day, and it’s hurtful to me when people judge “fat people” based on body type alone on the misguided notion that somehow weight is a clear representation of a person’s worth, and that people should be ashamed of themselves or hate themselves just because of their weight. I suppose it’s just a sad fact that some people do make that judgment, and you are entitled to your opinion, but I hope you can come to appreciate my opinion as well.