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I am, at this very moment, eating some of the BEST bread I have had in my entire life. My parents and I went out to eat for dinner at this nice Italian restaurant only minutes away from my house. I was unaware of its existence, somehow, until tonight. But their bread was sooo good!! My parents liked it so much they asked the waitress about the making of the bread and told her how wonderful it was. Before we left the restaurant, our waitress asked, since the restaurant was closed for the night and they always just throw away the extra bread, if we wanted to take some home with us. Of course we did, so she brought out a huge bag for us!
Anyway, I ended up being the first one to bring up my weight to my parents. I wanted to discuss it with them before they freaked out and attacked me. I figured that one day they would just suddenly notice for the first time and make a big deal; this is something they do commonly. To prevent this, I made the first move. Haha, a little preemptive strategy.
I walked into my parent's room and consulted my mom first. I used quite a bit of acting to do so. I was pretending to be nervous and concerned to fool her into thinking I really cared. Oh by the way, my mom is quite fat herself. I actually feel pretty comfortable around her. I mean, even if she was really worried about my weight, it would be kind of hypocritical of her to force me into a diet or anything like that. But then again she is in her mid-fifties and therefore has a bit of a right. Hah, the way I see it is that after someone has children, or in my case a child, they're allowed to get fat. When I was a little girl I remember thinking that when you got old, you got fat and that it was a natural occurence of life. Up until this point, and even before I gained, I assumed that once I hit 40, if I wasn't fat, then I would soon get that way. This belief may be rather naive, but I like it! So I asked my mom what she weighed at my age. She said that she yo-yo'd alot but that she was somewhat consistant in staying around 150 lbs. And at 5'4", that's not exactly small. Especially for the 60's, I think. Weren't people smaller back then? I went on to tell my mom that I was a little worried about my weight, but explained that I have always had trouble and had been struggling with diets for a long time and finally got really tired with it. I told her that I just let loose a little bit and ended up gaining weight. So far, everything I said was, for the most part, true. In the end, she just comforted me, told me I was beautiful a million times and ways, and let me know that if I ever need help with anything, she would be there. So wow, it went surprisingly well. I did throw in, just so I would seem to care, that if I gained too much more, I was going to put myself on a diet. I also mentioned that I was going to start exercising more, which is true.
And that leads me to the asking of this: Does anybody have any excellent or worthwhile exercises that aren't too demanding? I used to jog, but these days it is way too hot and I would jiggle in some areas... I know these two things completely contradict themselves, but are there any little exercises which an extremely lazy person wouldn't mind doing all that much? I've attempted whatever things I could think of, but hardly get very far before I go "Oh, fuck it" and quit. What kind of things can I use to motivate me to work. It's really hard to have the motivation to exercise when weight isn't an issue.
Speaking of exercise, has anyone ever tried swimming laps? Holy crap, yesterday, I simply did one full lap (there and back) in my junior olympic sized pool and was completely out of breath. If one could swim laps everyday, they would be so fit.
Anyway, I ended up being the first one to bring up my weight to my parents. I wanted to discuss it with them before they freaked out and attacked me. I figured that one day they would just suddenly notice for the first time and make a big deal; this is something they do commonly. To prevent this, I made the first move. Haha, a little preemptive strategy.
I walked into my parent's room and consulted my mom first. I used quite a bit of acting to do so. I was pretending to be nervous and concerned to fool her into thinking I really cared. Oh by the way, my mom is quite fat herself. I actually feel pretty comfortable around her. I mean, even if she was really worried about my weight, it would be kind of hypocritical of her to force me into a diet or anything like that. But then again she is in her mid-fifties and therefore has a bit of a right. Hah, the way I see it is that after someone has children, or in my case a child, they're allowed to get fat. When I was a little girl I remember thinking that when you got old, you got fat and that it was a natural occurence of life. Up until this point, and even before I gained, I assumed that once I hit 40, if I wasn't fat, then I would soon get that way. This belief may be rather naive, but I like it! So I asked my mom what she weighed at my age. She said that she yo-yo'd alot but that she was somewhat consistant in staying around 150 lbs. And at 5'4", that's not exactly small. Especially for the 60's, I think. Weren't people smaller back then? I went on to tell my mom that I was a little worried about my weight, but explained that I have always had trouble and had been struggling with diets for a long time and finally got really tired with it. I told her that I just let loose a little bit and ended up gaining weight. So far, everything I said was, for the most part, true. In the end, she just comforted me, told me I was beautiful a million times and ways, and let me know that if I ever need help with anything, she would be there. So wow, it went surprisingly well. I did throw in, just so I would seem to care, that if I gained too much more, I was going to put myself on a diet. I also mentioned that I was going to start exercising more, which is true.
And that leads me to the asking of this: Does anybody have any excellent or worthwhile exercises that aren't too demanding? I used to jog, but these days it is way too hot and I would jiggle in some areas... I know these two things completely contradict themselves, but are there any little exercises which an extremely lazy person wouldn't mind doing all that much? I've attempted whatever things I could think of, but hardly get very far before I go "Oh, fuck it" and quit. What kind of things can I use to motivate me to work. It's really hard to have the motivation to exercise when weight isn't an issue.
Speaking of exercise, has anyone ever tried swimming laps? Holy crap, yesterday, I simply did one full lap (there and back) in my junior olympic sized pool and was completely out of breath. If one could swim laps everyday, they would be so fit.