Friday, 25 November 2011

weight! come back! WEIGHT!

So I haven't blogged in a while, it occurred to me today when i was talking to a friend about her blog. That was around 4 hours ago. Since then I've been trying to think of what to blog about and I got nothing. Nothing until about half an hour ago when i had a little mid-Ice-Cream epiphany (i'll explain). It occurred to me that my next blog should be about whatever has been on my mind a LOT lately. And what's been on my mind a LOT lately? weight. That's right. My weight. 

So to start off, im not particularly fat. I think. That ,or my friends have said "You're not fat!"  to me so many times that now i actually believe it. But whatever, I'm gonna go with I'm not actually fat, okay? Good. 

So anyway, yes, today i went with a friend to Movenpick Mission Bay, he wanted to hang out and suggested we go for some insanely overpriced Ice-Cream. I was more than happy to oblige. It's just the kind of person I am. And while i was eating said Ice-Cream, all i could think of was the fact that this ice-cream would go into my mouth, down my oesophagus, into my stomach and into my intestines where it would be digested. It would then seep into my system with all its calories and since i don't plan on exerting any exercise today to burn off said calories, these calories would then convert to fat and take residence on my ass, face. arms, stomach, thighs & calves. The fat gets to choose where it resides, of course. Choice is a basic right. Not just for humans, but for fat particles also. 

SNAP!! 

I realised my friend was talking to me and i was just sitting there blankly staring at him while i imagined fat moving into my ass. I was like OMG, what the hell?! Who am I? so now im FINALLY getting to my point. WEIGHT! I'm not a professional writer oka? So it took me 3 paragraphs to get to my point, sue me!

When did we become so obsessed with weight?! All my friends and I ever talk about is how much weight we want to lose. And before you even THINK of judging us because of that, DON'T!! Yes, i know, you're happy with the way you look and it's not what's on the outside the matters blah blah and blah Snore! Pull your head out of your ass.

 Don't get me wrong, I'm all for inner beauty. But it's not as important as outer beauty, AND YOU KNOW IT! 

So, yes, i would really like to know when society became obsessed with being underweight. Has it always been this way and i'm just realising/caring about it now that I'm (sorta) grown up? Was everyone happy with their weight until the Celebrity machine exploded in the early 2000's? When/why did this happen? I would really like to know! In the meantime, i have to go change and go to the Gym. I have a cup of Ice-cream worth of calories to burn off. 




4 comments:

  1. OK so I just spent the few minutes repeatedly saying "Right??!!" to the computer screen. I feel ya sister.

    I think that our bodies have sort of become status pieces for us. Like a car would normally be. And a skinny body would be the car equivalent of the "latest model"...
    Not to mention that finding clothes for the "curvier figure" is so damned hard!

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  2. I hear ya. I spend an insane amount of time hating the fact that Im not rockin that skinny body i had when i was 18. And it doesnt help that every Samoan I meet, loves to tell me that "oka, ka'i lapoa!" I have yo-yoed with my weight and my fitness levels many times. Fact - I feel happier, more energetic etc when Im exercising regularly. NOT when Im skinnier. Fact - Im not 18 anymore and I need to stop expecting my body to look it. Fact - I've had 5 children and my body is about so much more than radiating skankiness. Or it should be anyway! Fact - self hatred is stupid. Get over it already.
    In the last few weeks, I've had a minor epiphany - this is me. And I rock. Just the way I am. Do I need to exercise more? Yes. Do I need to get more sleep? Yes. I've been so stressed out and overworked that I've not been taking good care of myself. But in accepting that, Im actually liking myself enough to put photos of my real un-photoshopped self on the internet/blog. And all those who want to tell me how un-skinny I am (compared to 20 years ago?) - they can get stuffed. LOL
    Sorry - I wrote a whole blogpost on here...you got me all carried away!
    Great post. Can I come have ice cream with you next time you go?

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  3. I can't answer the "why", but I can confirm that I want to be skinny. Sure, I'm doing the Jenny Craig thing to get my weight and unhealthy eating habits down to a healthy standard, but secretly what drives me is the thought of possibly getting my post-uni bod back (which, for the record, the man reckons is too skinny...go figure, this is an epidemic...make it stop! Gonna go drink sugarless black tea to fill up my tummy now.

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  4. When and why did this happen for me is a sad really. Ever since I was in middle school I guess. But it hits a whole new level of sad after I had kids. After that it's a constant fight of "oh I don't even care" and then "shit these damn pants are tight!" ugh! Anyway enough about me.

    My cousin is gay. And he is totally obsessed with his weight. Personally I think he looks like a skeleton, but he keeps updating his status about killing himself in the gym for eating frozen yogurt..wth?!? I think for Polys being skinny is unnatural. My cousins in Samoa are perfectly skinny. Not too skeletor and not too fat. Just right. Anything smaller then that throws off body proportions. Big noses become bigger noses, big heads become bobble heads, small boobs become no boobs, and in my case pregnant bellies become extra skin that I can't pay to laser off. Ugh I wish I had the money to do some work. Yes my body was God given. But I'd like to go back to that beautiful body, before pregnancies ruined it. LOL!

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