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Ok. So. Here it comes, brace yourself...maybe I need to lose some weight.
Yes, Virginia, it's one of THOSE posts, so skip it if you want. I ain't got all day.
Now I'm not saying I'm FAT or I think I'm FAT, or I'm crying while shoving ho-hos in my mouf screaming DO YOU LOVE ME!?!!?!!? and I'm not saying I don't like the way I look or feel beautiful or sexy or any of that. Of course there are many things I might change (stretch marks, extreme blueness/pinkness of the skin, no muscle tone..) but thast being said if I did nothing, I'd still be happy with myself. BUT...
The all-bowed-to BMI calculator says I'm 29.2, and 30 is obese. OBESE?!
I mean, I've put on a few pounds since high school, and I've got some nice knockers (first time in life using word "knockers" to refer to breasts), but seriously..? obese?
Been going to the Y with mom most days since I've been here and I'm going to up the dosage. 3 or 4 yoga classes a week's not going to do very much, yeah? So Diana and I are going to start going before school for an hour or so in addition to the yogatime funcycle I do with Mom. Then when greensborotime yucktime is over, I'm going to get myself a gym membership in Greenville for runtime swimtime summertime.
Yeah.
In high school I was 120lbs, then in the past two years or so something happened and now I'm 170. ugh. 170. I don't know where it all is, but it's in there somewhere. Weird. So technically I could set a goal of 50 pounds- which sounds FREAKING ABSURD!!! 50 POUNDS?! But 30 would be good, and I could still probably keep the tits. Again, BMI says for "Normal" weight, the most I can weigh is 145- and the LEAST is 108. Which is also absurd. That's a big difference for "Normal" weight, if you ask me. That's 0-11 difference in pantses.
Right, so. I'm gonna lose a 5 year old.
night night
Yes, Virginia, it's one of THOSE posts, so skip it if you want. I ain't got all day.
Now I'm not saying I'm FAT or I think I'm FAT, or I'm crying while shoving ho-hos in my mouf screaming DO YOU LOVE ME!?!!?!!? and I'm not saying I don't like the way I look or feel beautiful or sexy or any of that. Of course there are many things I might change (stretch marks, extreme blueness/pinkness of the skin, no muscle tone..) but thast being said if I did nothing, I'd still be happy with myself. BUT...
The all-bowed-to BMI calculator says I'm 29.2, and 30 is obese. OBESE?!
I mean, I've put on a few pounds since high school, and I've got some nice knockers (first time in life using word "knockers" to refer to breasts), but seriously..? obese?
Been going to the Y with mom most days since I've been here and I'm going to up the dosage. 3 or 4 yoga classes a week's not going to do very much, yeah? So Diana and I are going to start going before school for an hour or so in addition to the yogatime funcycle I do with Mom. Then when greensborotime yucktime is over, I'm going to get myself a gym membership in Greenville for runtime swimtime summertime.
Yeah.
In high school I was 120lbs, then in the past two years or so something happened and now I'm 170. ugh. 170. I don't know where it all is, but it's in there somewhere. Weird. So technically I could set a goal of 50 pounds- which sounds FREAKING ABSURD!!! 50 POUNDS?! But 30 would be good, and I could still probably keep the tits. Again, BMI says for "Normal" weight, the most I can weigh is 145- and the LEAST is 108. Which is also absurd. That's a big difference for "Normal" weight, if you ask me. That's 0-11 difference in pantses.
Right, so. I'm gonna lose a 5 year old.
night night