I HEART FOOD

by sylvia

So I was reading this yesterday, and I gotta say – THANK YOU!

When I was younger, I had a hard time with my fatness.  I was always the only “fat chick” in my group of friends.  I always compared myself to them in a negative way, even though I was the one with the healthiest eating habits.  I didn’t eat very much fast food, stayed away from red meat, etc.  Of course I smoked like a chimney and drank all the time, but that is a different story.

I always thought I should be embarrassed about my fatness.  That my fatness was the reason I didn’t have a boyfriend and wasn’t more successful in life.  It was like being fat was a curse thrust upon me – it controlled me and I was its victim.  Because of the girls I was friends with (see Girls are Bitches, Parts I & II), I felt that being fat was WRONG.

But when I separated from those chickas and learned to be OK with myself, and I felt empowered.  I realized that being fat wasn’t a curse – it was who I was/am!   I’m fat because I HEART food!  Not junk food, really, but vegetables like celery and baby corn, and polenta, and yogurt and fruit and chicken hot dogs (nitrate-free!) and apple butter on whole-grain bread.  And it’s not because I am “trying” to lose weight – that’s the kind of jank I love!

Of course, throw in some sour cream, cheese, mexican food, egg rolls and anything Thai, and I will gobble it up, but that’s because I HEART FOOD!!!!

So yes - I exercise.  I like the way it makes my body feel and look.  I like being able to show off a muscle on my arm, even if there is still a flap of flab dangling below it.  I like being able to walk up the stairs without being out of breath (ok, I’m still working on that one), but I HEART food even more!  And now I embrace the FATTY within (who is also still a FATTY on the outside!)

~ by Sylvia on July 7, 2009.