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Week 5: Get Real

26 Sep

The day I threw out the scale, I declared that I just didn’t need it. The number that glared at me from between my feet was too close to 300lbs, therefore it must have been wrong.  Besides, I told myself, digital scales have expiration dates or something. They don’t last forever. (Yea, I know–I called b.s. on that one too once I wised up)  After months of moving and making better food decisions, I knew it was time to face the numbers again.This time when I looked at the numbers, I knew I would  have to came to grips with that being my place.

A lot of the journey through Healthyland is about just being real. No, I didn’t like the numbers I saw. No I didn’t like the measurements I took, but they were mine. I owned them. All of the cake, doughnuts, cookies, soda, pasta, cheese, butter, and fast food I put in my body belonged to me.  In order to get real and keep my tennis shoes on the ground, I had to let my inner healthy chic speak really candidly to my outer big chic (with love of course). She wrote a letter to me, and as crazy as it sounds, it really helped.

Dear Big Chic,

As your friend, I want to say that there are no hard feelings for putting us in this place.  I know it’s rough. I know food is your constant, but what I also know is that it’s time for a change. Your way of doing things just isn’t working and I think it’s time that you let me have the reigns for a bit.  There are some things I need you to know about the journey we are going to take together. Remember–this is out of love (smile).

(1) The scale doesn’t lie. Yes, there is such a thing as water weight, but honey you aren’t carrying 100lbs of water weight. Just sayin’.

(2)You are not Beyonce’s twin. No matter how much working out you do or how much weight you drop it will never happen. You will look like you–just less of you.

(3)Sweat is your friend.  You can’t ever ever ever ever lose it without moving your body. Period. You are not lazy, just a little side tracked is all.

(4)Weight loss does not equal happiness. Just because you lose pounds doesn’t mean you’ll lose the unhappy. Work on the icky stuff first.

(5)No diet soda, fat free, and sugar free are not your friends. They only make you fatter.

(6)Yes, that was your fat ass that you just saw in the mirror and yes, your stomach really is that big. Look at it, jiggle it, laugh at it, and then hug it because it is all a part of you.

(7)You aren’t perfect. Yes, I know you are having a hard time with this one, but it is the truth.

(8)You can’t control everything. Again…I know you may have a hard time with this one, but it is the truth. You tried to control emotions and people by holding them at bay with–you guessed it–food and how has that worked for you so far?  Mmmhm, I thought so.

(9)Friends, family and strangers do not, I repeat do not, want to hear about how they should not eat or drink this or that. Please don’t be one of those people.

(10)Fat, Obese, and Overweight are just words and yes you are all of the above, but that’s ok because it doesn’t make you who you are. Love who you are not the labels others (and you) may put on you.

Where you are weak, I will be strong. We are in this thing together and we can be better, but you are going to have to trust me. Remember #8? Yea, that applies in this situation.

With Love, The Healthy Chic


TALK TO YOURSELF — It sounds super crazy, but do it.  Write a list of things that you know to be true.  Often times we know the truth but we never want to fully admit it. Be honest, be real, and be positive.

BE A VISIONARY — This week, scour magazines, newspapers, and websites for delicious foods that nourish the body along with things and places that instantly de-stress.  After you are all finished, place the vision board in a place you will see it to remind you of how to feed your body, mind and spirit.  NOTE: Your vision board can be created on the computer and printed out if that works best or you can get down and dirty with the glue and scissors—kindergarten style.

Week 4: Move!

19 Sep

I workout 6 days a week. I run/walk 2-3 miles per day, and I take part in some sort of kick ass fitness program (for the next 2+ months it is Turbo Fire).  When I made up my mind to do the Peachtree the first thing I knew I had to do was move my body.  I began walking for 30 minutes, 2-3 days per week.  I felt slow and stupid at first, but I had to keep reminding myself that I would eventually be able to walk at a speed higher than 3.5 without passing out.

Believe it or not, being active is the easiest part of being a healthier individual.  For some it may mean walking every day after dinner for 30 minutes, for others it may mean having a love hate relationship with Shaun T (“dig deeper people! dig deeper!”), either way you look at it though getting off the couch and moving is beneficial (and easy).

Now before you jump off the couch and head on in to the gym or take a turn or two on your local track–here’s some much needed advice.

Nike Air Pegasus +27, $72

Shoes–The most important thing you will ever do for your fitness regiment is to buy a good pair of shoes.  For cross training, running, or walking a good pair of shoes will ward off injury.


Enell Sports Bra, $60

Sports Bra–This is the second highest important weapon in your fitness arsenal. Some women can get away with the little spandex contraptions at Target, others (like me) have to twist themselves into a vest of sorts. The Enell is tops on my list of sports bras to own.



Workout Gear–Finally we get to the fashionable part! Some people feel good working out in bleach stained oversized tees (guilty), some feel good wearing the latest fitness fashions.  Whatever your style, go with it, but be mindful of some things.  If you have thick thunder thighs (guilty again), shorts can be annoying. Try capris or a loose basketball short instead–no ride up there.  If you have a lot of junk in yo’ trunk (not guilty) or a lot of uncontrollable jiggle in the gut or legs (guilty) compression bottoms work wonders. Always, always always opt for the moisture wicking fabric–especially in the heat. 

Need some workout inspiration? Too embarrassed or broke (guilty again) to head to the gym? Here are some good places to start from home.

Low Impact–Leslie Sansone, Walk Away The Pounds. I absolutely love love love her! You sweat, but you won’t die from it.




High Impact–Shaun T, Insanity. If you want to die in a pool of sweat after just 45 minutes of movement–this is the one.





Kick Ass–Billy Blanks, Tae Bo. Whenever I get extremely stressed out or angry, I pop in B Blanks and whip some air butt. 




High Energy–Chalean Johnson, TurboFire. A-freakin-mazing. You move from minute one with a combination of dance and kick boxing. 20 minutes will go by and you won’t even know it.




Dance–Alberto “Beto” Perez, Zumba. Do you love dance? Want to move and sweat but have a blast too? Zumba is p-e-r-f-e-c-t! Low Impact, but high fun. It really is a blast.





Strength Training— Jackie Warner, Power Circuit Training. Jackie’s Power Circuit lets you work on each area in 15 min segments or all at once. Great workout for on-the-go movers and shakers.



MOVE IT TO LOSE IT–For the past month you have been moving 3 days for at least 30 min (or I hope you have been), this week we are going to bump it up (you’re ready for that right?) This week move your body for 5 days at a minimum of 30 minutes. 

*REMEMBER–Drink 64 oz of water every day.

Week 3: A Course In Weight Loss

12 Sep

Imagine [the] excess weight as a brick wall you are carrying around.  This wall has been built by your subconscious mind; its purpose is to separate you from other people and from life itself. Your fear has built the wall, and love will tear it down.” Those 3 small sentences changed my life forever and for the next week I walked around in a stupor wondering why I had never thought of my weight that way before.  I spent most of my free time devouring books and magazines on health, running, fitness, and (you guessed it) food.  Somewhere I ran across a green book that would change how I felt about the weight I carried.  A Course In Weight Loss (by Marianne Williamson) saved my life.

You go on a diet. You say to yourself, “Monday is the day! No more fat pants. No more sitting still. No more eating things that aren’t good for me.  Just me, my tennis shoes, and a bowl of salad.”  By Thursday you are hoovering through a bag of chips or a carton of ice cream.  You tell yourself there is no point. “Why bother?”  For the next few days you eat whatever you see and by Sunday you are either throwing your scale away or declaring to do it again.  Perhaps you do it again via a weight loss program or buddy up thinking that this time it will work.  Yea…I’m here to tell you that you’re loony.  It will never ever work.  

Becoming a healthier person and really controlling how you use food is all about why you hide yourself from the world.  So no matter how much money you spend or how much weight you think you can lose, you will always be carrying that “brick wall”.  I began to no longer feel comfortable with what I was carrying and I really, truly faced what it was.  That’s when the change began.

So many times I have shoved food in my mouth because I was sad, lonely, happy, upset or bored.  So many times I ate because I was feeling things I couldn’t even identify. I now had a better understanding of why I had tried and failed so many times, and I vowed to tear down that stupid wall once and for all.  With the help of true understanding (on my part), the book, the lessons, and the small prayers at the end of each lesson (life…changing), I changed day by day.  Today I am able to identify why I am craving a  box of Dunkin’ Donuts.  Today I am able to really deal with what is happening instead of covering it up with food.

The weight you are seeking to let go of was added to your [mind] before it was added to your body.  Your body is merely a screen onto which is projected the nature of your thoughts. When the weight is gone from your [mind], it will be gone from your physical experience.”  Yea, girl. Let that sink all the way in.


DEAL WITH ITTake a step back and just deal with the weight on your mind. It will be harsh, there’s no doubt about that.  Below are a few words Marianne used in the book for the reader to identify each “brick”. This week, take a long look at each word and ask yourself if it represents a thought, emotion, or character flaw.  Write down the details and sit with it.  Close your eyes and picture your wall with each brick identified by the words that follow.  Reach your hands out, touch each brick and watch the wall crumble before your eyes.

Shame, Anger, Fear, Unforgiveness, Judgment, Disdain, Excess Responsibility, Pressure, Exhaustion, Burden, Stress, Heartbreak, Injustice, Protection, Pride, Selfishness, Jealousy, Greed, Laziness, Separation, Dishonesty, Arrogance, Inferiority, Embarrassment, Self-abnegation.

REMEMBERDrink your H2O, 64 oz and move your body 30 minutes, 3 days this week.

Week 2: Gooooaaaallll!

5 Sep

(Ok, I’ll give it to you–that title is pretty corny, but I was really trying) A few weeks ago, I shared my personal steps to weight loss with you.  This week I would like to discuss the first step.  So, to recap for those who don’t regularly read my ramblings, I will summarize the journey.

I realized I was fat months prior to making a goal when I got on the scale and it read 293.  I threw the scale away claiming it was old…and wrong.  A few months later, I began to feel sick, sluggish, headachey, and a touch dizzy.  I soon found myself seated in the doctor’s office with a bp cuff on my arm.  Ultimately the doc gave me a perscription for a water pill (which would change to bp medication if the water pill didn’t work–eeek. I hate meds) and broached the subject of doing  lap band surgery.  The lap band surgery suggestion was a punch in my 53inch gut (actually, it was the insurance company saying they wouldn’t pay for it that hurt the most).

With bp issues, diabetes, cholesterol, and heart troubles floating around in my family history, I decided to make a change…but how?  Losing weight had never really worked–well, stuck–before and I didn’t really have the patience to deal with the constant cake vs. no cake tug of war again (cake always wins…no matter what). “Screw the scale! Screw the rabbit food! Screw the never ending ‘I can’t have’!” I said thrusting my chubby fist in the air–I would make a goal instead.

My goal was to run the Peachtree. Your goal may be different.  At the time I made the goal, running a 10k (6.2 miles) felt almost like a superhuman aspiration.  I had 38 weeks to pull off an impossible (or seemingly impossible) goal.  Needless to say, the goal wasn’t impossible and yours won’t be either.  In order to really change your life, you have to peel back the layers.  Making a goal for yourself, no matter how silly it may seem, is just one way to begin peeling the layers back.


DREAM BIGDiets suck.  The focus of your efforts should not be on the weight you need to lose (and which plan you should try next).  The focus should be on an ‘impossible’ goal.  This week, I want you to think big (no pun intended) and reach really, really high. Share your goals. I would love to hear them.  This might seem like a lame first step, but I promise you it will push you to do amazing things.

REMEMBER — Drink at least 64 oz of water per day and get moving for 30 minutes, 3 days this week. We will worry about food a little later. 

The Limited’s New Plus Line: Eloquii

1 Sep

I can only remember being this excited over clothing once in my life (well—ok—twice. When I was recently able to buy jeans from NY&CO I thought I would faint).  The year, 1997. The age, 18. The time, college.  My bff told me about this amazing thing called credit (not so amazing when you get the bill), and a particular store I had my eye on for years had it to give.  The day I walked out of The Limited with a bag full of clothes purchased ($250 to be exact) with my brand new credit I shed a tear.  Years later, while shuffling my way to Lane Bryant, I would stand at The Limited store window (along with Banana Republic, The Gap, and NY&CO) and a shed tear for a completely different reason—namely because I couldn’t possibly fit a thigh in anything the store had to offer.  Fourteen years later, the store I called home in college may soon be considered what pushes me over the financial edge.  I am so excited I could spit (not about the financial ruin—but the other stuff)!  Why you ask?

The Limited has created a plus line for women staring longingly into store windows shedding tears (or snarling at the skinnies who come bouncing out—tears then snarl is usually how it went for me).  Eloquii, created by CEO Linda Heasley, gives the plus size woman the same amazing style and quality of the company’s smaller shoppers.  The line will consist of some really pretty silhouettes (from what I gathered in the video) in sizes 14-24 (can I get a hell yea?!).

Of course when the line officially launches in October (46 days, 9 hours, and  9 minutes…but who’s counting), I plan to be ready.  Once again, I will stand in line (virtual or actual—either one…doesn’t matter) with plastic in hand ready to purchase dresses, suits, outerwear, pants, tops, accessories oh my…only this time I won’t be worried about the bill (thank God for debit cards).


Week 1: The Plan

29 Aug

Welcome to The Plan. Clever name eh? Now, before you begin there are some pretty nifty rules to abide by.  If you don’t want the Healthy Lifestyle Goons to give you a pair of specialty made cement shoes (sorry…currently listening to the Sopranos on the tv), you better take note of them.



1) I AM NOT ON A DIET. Nope, you most certainly are not. This, my friend, is not a diet. It is a way of living your life. Life has it’s rollercoaster moments and your weight does as well. The problem with dieting is that when the word is uttered our brains go into “Can’t Have” mode and eventually we end up doing a swan dive into a double chocolate cake (ok…weak moment…yum!). Never say this is a diet. Just say “I’m loving my body right” and changing your life in the process.

2) I WILL GET SWEATY. Oh yea! Who doesn’t love sweat? Eh? Yes, it does look a whole lot sexier dripping down a hard body’s six pack vs. your–um–well….but in order to get to the hard body, sweat is manditory. EVERY WEEK WILL CONSIST OF 3 DAYS OF VIGOROUS ACTIVITY FOR 30 MIN. There is no bending the rules on this one. In order for your inner organs to be healthy, they need some of your good ol’ fashioned sweat. Doing more than that is optional (go ‘head girl! get it innnnnn), but be sure not to kill yourself, mmmnokay?

3) I WILL NOT EAT PAST 7:30. (If your schedule permits) Some people don’t have this luxury, but if you do make sure you don’t break this rule. Nothing else, except water or herbal tea (if you feel like you’re absolutely dying of hunger) should cross your lips past 7:30. This rule may be bent ONE (1) day per week, but if it’s not necessary don’t do it.

4) MY TOILET WILL BE MY NEW BFF. Know what that means? That’s right–we’re talking good ol’ H2O goin’ in and comin’ out. At least 64 oz of water should be entering the body daily. Some places will count diet sodas or tea or coffee as part of water consumption, but that doesn’t fly here. Crystal clear water is all we’re counting…well 64 oz of it anyway.

5) I WILL DATE MY SCALE ONCE A WEEK…IF YOU CAN HANDLE THAT. Once a week, not 12 times a day (guilty), is all that’s needed for the scale.  Sometimes the numbers on the scale lie–ok not really…well kinda– but the tape measure is the best way to peek at progress.


The Plan consists of those (5) little rules above. You should be doing that anyway–in life I mean.  Each week there will be a small challenge. There will NEVER be more than one challenge in the week. Change is about small steps. The changes we make only look big to those on the outside looking in, but WE know how many steps it took to get there.

Chelsea Settles

27 Aug

I don’t watch MTV much. I am not a huge fan of pregnant 16 year olds, horny 20-somethings being forced to live in a swanky apartment, or overly tanned Italians from NJ. Since they haven’t really shown a video since 1985, I tend to channel surf right past MTV, but when a friend emailed me the trailer (click here)  for the new ‘reality’ show, Chelsea Settles, I was intrigued–enough to set the DVR for October 11, 11:00pm.

For those of you (like me) who didn’t know about the show, it appears to be about the very public journey of a small town girl who just happens to be enamoured with fashion, tries to get a job in the industry, and weighs 324 lbs.  In the trailer, you can see she is a tad bit uncomfortable with saying those numbers out loud (324) for the whole world to hear, but bravely she takes on the journey.  The trailer also shows a few idiots hissing mean comments at her like “You’re fat, bitch” (Quick note to you asshats: it’s obvious she knows she is overweight–she didn’t need you to tell her.  Don’t worry though, I’m sure someone will return the favor when you have somehow squeezed your wide behind (a few years from now) into jeans that belong in the Jr’s department while your unsightly, gelatinous, stretch marked bulge spills from up under your too small, stained baby tee.  Just sayin’).

From what I see, Chelsea seems sweet and determined to walk her journey.  Moving to LA to pursue a career in fashion couldn’t have possibly been easy, but she did it. Perhaps (even before we really get to know her) we can all take away a little something from this 23 year old go getter.  Stepping out on faith to pursue something worth while is what makes life worth living–especially when you embrace growth along the way.  Kudos to MTV for showing the journey.  Maybe it will inspire others do get out there and actually do something instead of making excuses as to why they can’t.  I do have one complaint, though.  Eleven o’clock is kinda late–it’s waaaay past my bed time.  Do you think we could move that up a bit?  Just askin’.

7 Steps To Losing it

22 Aug

As of late various people have been asking what I have been doing…concerning weight loss that is.  I have a hard time explaining exactly what I do, mostly because it’s my way of life.  I liken it to kids asking ‘why’ about simple things that you do everyday without really thinking it through.  In an effort to satisfy my fans (all 2 of them) I will try to explain what I do exactly.  (Note: Now before I get all of the “you don’t have to lose weight to be happy” remarks, I want to say that I completely agree.  What you can’t be is the healthiest version of you.  350 pounds on a 5’4″ woman isn’t healthy–you have to at least agree with me on that.  Skinny does not equal healthy, however, if a body says that dropping a few pounds, eating better or moving would make it run so much smoother, a person should listen and be willing to help make that happen)

(1)    Make a goal.  One early Saturday morning, I blurted out to my husband that I would run the Peachtree Road Race.  For those of you who are unaware of what the Peachtree Road Race (aka the Peachtree), I will give you the 2 second version. It is a 10k (6.2 miles) run by thousands (60k or there about) in Atlanta, GA on July 4th.  If you live here, you have either done it, heard of it, or cheer on the crazy, sweaty red faced runners.  So I blurted out that I would run it…and he busted out laughing.  I understood why. I was about 286 (or more) lbs, hated running, quit everything, and loved all things cake.  But with a strong mind (on most days) and support (his after the laughter died down) I was able to run the race this past July (and drop pounds too).

(2)    Know What Your Fat Is.  Fat (insert cringe here), people hate that word, but if you really look at it overweight people aren’t made out of just water and sweet dreams. We are fat.  (A month or so ago I hopped on one of those body fat/weight things at GNC and it gladly recited that I was about 104lbs of fat. That’s when I really owned the word–of course it is a machine in a pill store at the mall so I didn’t give it total power over me)  Everyone’s fat is different. Some suffer from medical issues. Others suffer from (as a friend of mine would say) ‘being in a serious relationship with cake’ (mmhm, that’s me).  Some suffer from not really knowing where they are. The day I realized my weight was a ‘brick wall’ I had built to keep others out and me in, my whole life changed. Funny how everyone assumes losing weight is all about food and movement. The first most important part of owning your ‘fat’ is to know exactly what it means to you and what it is. After that the weight loss thing is a piece of…well…

(3)    Get Real. Listen, when I saw 293 staring back at me from my scale—I threw that shit right out.  I later bought another one because I knew in order to make this thing work I had to get real and own it. I also had to realize a few things too—things like I wouldn’t look like Beyonce’ no matter how much weight I lost; yes, that really was my fat ass in the mirror; and diet soda was no longer my friend. I had to really deal with some things in my past like bullies and broken hearts.  I had to dig deep and show me to myself.

   (4) Move your body (I wanted to say ass, but I think I’ve said enough curse words for one day). No matter what anyone tells you or tries to sell you—you can’t be healthy without movement. Period. All of the pills, programs, drinks, shakes, and Oprah a-ha moments won’t get you from a size ___ to a size ___ without movement. I started moving because of my goal. My intention was not to lose weight, it was to run the race. I couldn’t run the race without…well…running (which I hated). The first thing I had to do was walk—thigh rubbing and all. I started out at 2-3 days per week for 30 min. Now (on a good day) I put in about 90+ minutes at least 5-6 days per week.

(5)   Drop the Fork. You knew it was coming and here it is, honey.  Push your body away from the table. Golden Corral, Ryans, McDonald’s, Wendy’s, Zaxby’s, Chick-fil-a, and a host of others are not your bff’s. They give you enough food in one meal for 2—oh and we won’t even talk about restaurants.  All that food you just shoved in your mouth is not what your body was calling for—as a matter of fact I think it said ‘stop!’ like 7 bites ago but you just didn’t listen. Trust me…I know.

(6)    Eat. Eat. Eat. Ok, I know what you are thinking—‘she just said stop eating so much now she’s saying eat’. Yes. I am. I eat all day, but small meals.  I eat between 5:00 am – 8:00 am…yes I am speaking of breakfast. (Newsflash, just because it is the first meal of the day doesn’t mean it has to be eggs and bacon. PB&J, salmon, salad, or left over meatloaf will do just fine.); I eat again at 10:00 am; I eat lunch between 12:00 pm – 1:00pm; I eat again (are you noticing a trend here?) between 2:00 pm – 3:00pm; finally, I shovel in my last meal around 5:00 pm – 7:00 pm.  Whew!  Most of my meals (I say most because I am not perfect—I know…still getting use to that idea) are easy, good for me kinda stuff. Cheerios with sliced banana is my new fave breakfast, along with PB&J for lunch with an apple and a cheese stick for a mid-morning snack. Simple eh?

(7)    Blab About It. No, I don’t mean go to all of the unhealthy people you see and preach about your newfound way of life. Go to sites like or (my lifeline) and log everything that goes into your mouth. So far, I have logged in my food for 185+ days.  Sometimes it’s not always pretty. Drakes cakes, McDonald’s fries and pizza pop up every now and again. I also make myself a part of the community itself. I tell on myself in the forums, join various challenges, and make dumb status updates about my unnatural obsession with cake.

So there you have it.  All my little secrets. I eat decent, workout like a mad woman, set insane freaking goals (like the most recent: run a half marathon), and hop on the scale almost every day (yea…I’m weak like that).  Ready to join me?

A Diet Book For 6 – 12 Year Olds

19 Aug

Being insanely obsessed with my Evo and a new twitter app, every time it rings, chimes or dings I have to stop what I am doing and pick it up. In mid-shoe tie, suited up for an incredibly insane round of Turbofire, I stopped what I was doing and sat in awe as I read about the upcoming 44 page hardcover book, Maggie Goes On A Diet.

Before I go on an all out rant, I would like to just say this–I feel very very strongly about the overweight citizens in our society.  I am one.  I feel that there are things we need to do, getting up and out is one of them, but there are ways to go about bringing a change.  I am not quite sure teaching pre-teens that being overweight means being unhappy is the way to bring about the change.

The synopsis of the book goes a little like this:  This book is about a 14 year old girl who goes on a diet and is transformed from being extremely overweight and insecure to a normal sized girl who becomes the school soccer star. Through time, exercise and hard work, Maggie becomes more and more confident and develops a positive self image.

I have not read the book—it isn’t out just yet—so I can’t really have an educated opinion about it, but I can have an educated opinion about what it is like to be a fat kid.  I wore a size 18 in the 5th grade.  I would go school shopping sad and discouraged, often times crying in the dressing room because nothing I liked fit (not much different from my life a year ago).  My closet was filled with tee shirts 2 sizes too big and jeans (yea…again…not much different than a year ago).  Being called names like “pudgy”, “solid”, and “chubby” were not exactly my idea of terms of endearment.  A book like this wouldn’t have made things any better.

I will be buying the book, or at least finding the nearest bookstore and sneaking a read (not sure I can bring myself to actually spend the money on it).  I am interested to see the sales numbers on this book when it is released October 16th of this year.  I am also interested to see how it is written and learn why.  Clearly, in this case, it is easy to judge a book by its cover—and as tempting as it is to do, I can’t.  That would not be fair to the author Paul M. Kramer.  What I can say, and do, is continue to promote healthy living by being the best example I know how.  So, with that I leave you to go check out the book for yourself while I reduce myself to a pool of sweat.

A Fat Girl’s Heated Response

17 Aug


There is more to being overweight than just sitting around eating all damn day, you pretentious shit.  Yes, I will give you that there are some overweight people waddling about due to laziness and lack of self care.  Others are overweight because they have medical issues or lack of income.  Yes, for those of you who are able to shop at Whole Foods or Trader Joes and eat out atAtlanta’s most delectable restaurants, there are some people who can’t afford to do the same.  There are some people who have to feed themselves and/or their families on a limited budget.  Most often it is easier to buy a bag of burgers vs. a bag of apples.  Not everyone has access to cushy gyms or super-trainers.  Not everyone feels comfortable walking on a treadmill next to some skinny chic running an effing 5 minute mile.

Do you honestly think that fat people enjoy being fat?  Do you honestly think that being overweight is fun?  Do you think that they have no idea they are fat?  Do you know how many times a husband, wife, mother, father, sister, brother, friend, and/or perfect stranger has commented on their fat?  For most people it is a prison from which there may not be an escape.  Hell yea, overweight people get annoyed when they are stared at or laughed at—wouldn’t you?  Would you say that about a disabled person or an ugly person?  Of course not because “they can’t help that”.  Well for some overweight people it can’t be helped. 

What kills me is that everyone is so “concerned” yet no one is bothering to help fix the problem.  No one is making these food companies accountable. No one is making these grocery stores accountable.  No one is making it easier for people to eat what they should.  I am not saying fight the fat people’s fight…hell no…I can do that my damn self, but I am saying instead of being a jackass about it, perhaps you should help us to figure out what to do.  Being overweight goes so much deeper than you obviously care to know, but perhaps trying to understand something before you open your big fat mouth to spew such harsh words would be wise.   

And before you assume that I am just some overweight bitch hiding behind a keyboard, I will just tell you that I am overweight (and slightly bitchie–but certainly not hiding).  Let me also mention that I workout 6 days per week, finished Insanity, run a 10k, trained (and will run) for a half marathon, count every calorie that goes into my mouth, and have lost 46 pounds thus far and plan to keep on going.  But I suppose if you saw my 5’6” 240 pound frame you would assume I am a lazy fat ass too.


“I’m frustrated with political correctness when it comes to overweight people. This whole situation with Delta Airelines is ridiculous. Delta, you don’t even think about asking the overweight person to grab a later flight? The healthy, skinny person is penalized?

Excuse me? Time for honesty. Haven’t most overweight people gorged themselves? You make choices to eat poorly and NOT exercise. But you want me to feel sorry for you? Do something about it….(Click to finish reading here)