Thursday, May 6, 2010
Today is day four of my 1 mile walk. I'm on a roll, people!
Today was the last day of my diversity class. It was my favorite class this semester...hell, since I started school. Oh sure, the numerous papers I could have done without, but the class itself was awesome. Christopher Koch, the instructor, encouraged class discussions on otherwise taboo topics in a way that made us all quite comfortable with ourselves and each other. It will be a shame to not go to that class, anymore.
I'm bummed.
This one's for Christopher!
I'm bummed.
This one's for Christopher!
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Today was day 2 of my one mile per day goal. Go me!
That's all.
That's all.
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A friend recently asked me if blogging was cathartic for me. She also mentioned that it must take a bit of confidence to put myself out there.
So I started thinking about what blogging means to me.
Is it cathartic? I'd say yes, indeed. But it's fun, too. I've always enjoyed writing and have done so since I was young. It started with dogz and katz and progressed to what it is today. In junior high and high school I loved to write short stories. I remember always having a story in the works and my classmates would always bug me to read the latest installment. I can't say I'm still in such high demand...but I do still love writing. And I've moved from fiction to, well, blogging about myself and my life. I'm an expert at my life. Being short and fat? Ask me anything and I can draw from my vast personal experience for the answer. I love to blog.
I love to blog. I love to write down things that happen to me. Sometimes I have a lot to say, as it seems that I do lately when I SHOULD be studying for finals! (EEK!) And sometimes I will go a couple of weeks without saying much at all. Sometimes it's because I'm busy, or out of town, or sometimes it's just cuz I'm not exciting to myself enough to write about. Haha.
What do I consider unique about my blog in particular? Well, most fatties who keep blogs are keeping it weight-loss based. My blog isn't about weight loss. Granted, I am trying to lose weight...but that's not the gist of it. The gist is what my life is about, and has been about since childhood* -- being short and fat.
Does it take confidence to write about myself and put it out there on the world wide web for anyone to access? A bit, yes. But I really don't think of it like that. I enjoy hearing from readers...I enjoy hearing what they have to say or input that they can give on any topic that I've decided to write about at any given time.** Besides, like I told her, it's still got a modicum of anonymity unless you know me personally in one form or another.
*Still waiting for that growth spurt that they promised me would happen when I hit puberty!
**That's a hint people....more comments, please!!! We all like reading about ourselves!
So I started thinking about what blogging means to me.
Is it cathartic? I'd say yes, indeed. But it's fun, too. I've always enjoyed writing and have done so since I was young. It started with dogz and katz and progressed to what it is today. In junior high and high school I loved to write short stories. I remember always having a story in the works and my classmates would always bug me to read the latest installment. I can't say I'm still in such high demand...but I do still love writing. And I've moved from fiction to, well, blogging about myself and my life. I'm an expert at my life. Being short and fat? Ask me anything and I can draw from my vast personal experience for the answer. I love to blog.
I love to blog. I love to write down things that happen to me. Sometimes I have a lot to say, as it seems that I do lately when I SHOULD be studying for finals! (EEK!) And sometimes I will go a couple of weeks without saying much at all. Sometimes it's because I'm busy, or out of town, or sometimes it's just cuz I'm not exciting to myself enough to write about. Haha.
What do I consider unique about my blog in particular? Well, most fatties who keep blogs are keeping it weight-loss based. My blog isn't about weight loss. Granted, I am trying to lose weight...but that's not the gist of it. The gist is what my life is about, and has been about since childhood* -- being short and fat.
Does it take confidence to write about myself and put it out there on the world wide web for anyone to access? A bit, yes. But I really don't think of it like that. I enjoy hearing from readers...I enjoy hearing what they have to say or input that they can give on any topic that I've decided to write about at any given time.** Besides, like I told her, it's still got a modicum of anonymity unless you know me personally in one form or another.
*Still waiting for that growth spurt that they promised me would happen when I hit puberty!
**That's a hint people....more comments, please!!! We all like reading about ourselves!
Click play to listen whilst reading this post:
After my diversity class today I was leaving the building when I heard a bird singing in the trees next to the entrance. Normally, as most people do, I'd have continued on after taking note of the lovely sound...but today, as lately I've been prone to do...I decided to stop and listen. My eyes sought out the musical culprit in the tree and I smiled.
Maybe it's because I have two parrots at home that makes me enjoy birds more than the average person. Or maybe it's just the fact that I'm an animal lover and can appreciate every creature's individual gift to the world. Whatever it is....I love to listen and watch birds. Their antics are fun and amusing and I love that they're just as happy splashing around in a puddle of water as they are in a small pile of dirt. I love watching them interact with each other at the feeder in my front yard and I enjoy taking their photos. We have all kinds of birds that visit us...Finches, Robins, Doves, Chickadees, Blue Jays and even pigeons (although I generally shoo the pigeons away). They're all so beautiful in their own rights...including the pigeons! Have you ever noticed the gorgeous iridescent colored feathers on pigeons? Or the shockingly black and white feathers on Chickadees? Have you ever noticed how cunning the jay birds are in hiding their precious treasures around the yard? They remember where they've hidden EVERYTHING!
Anyway, they remind me that life is much less complex if I stop and listen to the simple things. I suggest that in the coming week we all take a moment at some point to stop and enjoy a flowering bush, a bird's call, a child's laugh on the playground, or a friend's touch to let you know that they're there and that they empathize.
Maybe it's because I have two parrots at home that makes me enjoy birds more than the average person. Or maybe it's just the fact that I'm an animal lover and can appreciate every creature's individual gift to the world. Whatever it is....I love to listen and watch birds. Their antics are fun and amusing and I love that they're just as happy splashing around in a puddle of water as they are in a small pile of dirt. I love watching them interact with each other at the feeder in my front yard and I enjoy taking their photos. We have all kinds of birds that visit us...Finches, Robins, Doves, Chickadees, Blue Jays and even pigeons (although I generally shoo the pigeons away). They're all so beautiful in their own rights...including the pigeons! Have you ever noticed the gorgeous iridescent colored feathers on pigeons? Or the shockingly black and white feathers on Chickadees? Have you ever noticed how cunning the jay birds are in hiding their precious treasures around the yard? They remember where they've hidden EVERYTHING!
Anyway, they remind me that life is much less complex if I stop and listen to the simple things. I suggest that in the coming week we all take a moment at some point to stop and enjoy a flowering bush, a bird's call, a child's laugh on the playground, or a friend's touch to let you know that they're there and that they empathize.
F-A-T
It's just a word. To some it packs more of a punch than to others. It used to be that way for me. Now? Now I LIKE when little ones come up to me and tell me that I'm fat. It allows me to open up a discussion about the way people look and how everyone has feelings no matter if they're socially acceptable, or not. (In simpler terms, of course!)
F-A-T
It generally implies ugliness in people's minds. They can't help it...it just does. Society has TOLD us that fat is ugly. To me, fat is only ugly when associated with gluttony. Most of the fat people that I know are not gluttonous. They're just people. Unhappy with how they look. Unhappy with the hand that life has dealt them.
F-A-T
Recently for a diversity paper that I was working on I came across a site that was pretty insightful as to how biased you are regarding different people. Click here to take one of the tests. It was surprisingly useful...not only towards my paper, but for me as a whole. Mostly because I found that even I tend to have a slightly negative bias against fat people. Go figure! I always thought I wasn't that way...but even I have fell victim to some of society's norms. I don't like it.
F-A-T
It's easy to be termed fat in the medical profession. Most people are considered overweight to obese and don't even realize it. Those are the people who always need to lose 30 pounds. That's not a lot. At least not when you compare it to what I need to lose!
FAT
CAT
SAT
on
a
MAT.
Just words, people. Not an epithet. Not a derogatory word. Just a word. A simple word. A word that they teach youngsters learning to read. Don't read more into it than really needs to be there. It's only a word. Learn new words like....considerable, oleaginous, stubby, grandiose, avoirdupois, corpulent, great, hefty, rotund, stout, weighty....prize, rich, splendid, stupendous, superfluous....PRIDE. Fat can be fun. I like to refer to myself as avoirdupois....it makes people look at me silly.
Next time...try it. Have fun. And be happy. As one of the greatest people I've had the pleasure of meeting likes to say...Life IS Good!
It's just a word. To some it packs more of a punch than to others. It used to be that way for me. Now? Now I LIKE when little ones come up to me and tell me that I'm fat. It allows me to open up a discussion about the way people look and how everyone has feelings no matter if they're socially acceptable, or not. (In simpler terms, of course!)
F-A-T
It generally implies ugliness in people's minds. They can't help it...it just does. Society has TOLD us that fat is ugly. To me, fat is only ugly when associated with gluttony. Most of the fat people that I know are not gluttonous. They're just people. Unhappy with how they look. Unhappy with the hand that life has dealt them.
F-A-T
Recently for a diversity paper that I was working on I came across a site that was pretty insightful as to how biased you are regarding different people. Click here to take one of the tests. It was surprisingly useful...not only towards my paper, but for me as a whole. Mostly because I found that even I tend to have a slightly negative bias against fat people. Go figure! I always thought I wasn't that way...but even I have fell victim to some of society's norms. I don't like it.
F-A-T
It's easy to be termed fat in the medical profession. Most people are considered overweight to obese and don't even realize it. Those are the people who always need to lose 30 pounds. That's not a lot. At least not when you compare it to what I need to lose!
FAT
CAT
SAT
on
a
MAT.
Just words, people. Not an epithet. Not a derogatory word. Just a word. A simple word. A word that they teach youngsters learning to read. Don't read more into it than really needs to be there. It's only a word. Learn new words like....considerable, oleaginous, stubby, grandiose, avoirdupois, corpulent, great, hefty, rotund, stout, weighty....prize, rich, splendid, stupendous, superfluous....PRIDE. Fat can be fun. I like to refer to myself as avoirdupois....it makes people look at me silly.
Next time...try it. Have fun. And be happy. As one of the greatest people I've had the pleasure of meeting likes to say...Life IS Good!
Monday, May 3, 2010
Today I walked one mile. I'm proud of myself for that. I'll be even MORE proud if I can keep doing it every day for 5 days each week. What sucks is just how tired one mile of walking makes me. And how asthmatic I get afterward. I have asthma when I exercise. I guess it's a fairly common phenomena. It's because I'm fat. A growing phenomena. Go figure. Add one more to the growing list of ailments that happen when one is uber fat. Or, as doctors like to say, MORBIDLY obese. Ohhh, I'm MORBID, now???
When I think of morbid I think...evilness, fetish, dark...gothic. I certainly don't think of fat...except when it's paired with obese. I suppose it just goes to show that sometimes it's not how you look but, well, how you look!
My verson of morbid:
The fat version of morbid:
When I think of morbid I think...evilness, fetish, dark...gothic. I certainly don't think of fat...except when it's paired with obese. I suppose it just goes to show that sometimes it's not how you look but, well, how you look!
My verson of morbid:
The fat version of morbid:
Sunday, May 2, 2010
I always hate writing these kinds of entries because I feel really guilty. I had Jack in the Box today. I feel disgusting for it...but it was so darn good! I used that deli trio free sandwich offer from a few entries down and also got an iced coffee and small fry. I know it could have been worse...but it's bad enough. I feel disgusting.
I still haven't religiously been exercising...and I know that I need to. I need to really bad. It's hard to muster up the zest to do it, though.
Now that it's out....and I've come clean...
Back to the drawing board.
Tomorrow I'll be cleansing. *Gag, barf, gag*
I still haven't religiously been exercising...and I know that I need to. I need to really bad. It's hard to muster up the zest to do it, though.
Now that it's out....and I've come clean...
Back to the drawing board.
Tomorrow I'll be cleansing. *Gag, barf, gag*
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Know that this is happening RIGHT NOW. That all of the world’s food can feed every single living human, yet we’re not trying to do what’s in our power to turn that theory into practice.
This picture makes me sad. This is a great juxtaposition of extremes.
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