Really there is no need to point it out. I’m well aware of my size.
What makes people think that those of us who are larger haven’t noticed? I find it quite insulting when doctors, friends etc point out that I’m overweight. I’m fat, not stupid.
My husband is one of the worst. I know he stresses about my health and the effect my weight has on it but looking at me and stating “my god you’re huge” really isn’t helpful, or, “if you would just lose some weight” which I get often from my mum.
I know that my weight has an impact on my health. I am a well educated woman and am quite literate so I can read the studies on health issues that arise from being obese.
Yes, I do have health issues that my weight complicates but some of them are genetic defects that I’m stuck with. Not making excuses, just stating facts.
I’m learning to love myself however I look – that doesn’t mean I don’t want to be healthier. I do have to find the program that works for me and one thing I’m sure it isn’t is lapband so doctors stop pushing that barrow.
At this stage in my life it is what it is, fat chick walking.
Sorry – this post isn’t about dealing with travellers gastro. If that’s what you’re looking for, head back to google.
This is about bikini bodies and the wonderful ones I encountered in Sanur, Bali. There’s been a meme floating around lately about how to get a bikini body – put a bikini on your body. I love the sentiment and although I’ve never been a bikini wearer I’m happy to embrace the ideal and applaud others that do.
Last January we all headed off to Bali for the first time. A huge culture shock for all of us, especially my country kids.
On our second day in Bali Brooke and I headed to Sanur to get her hair braided. We sat on the beach under a huge tree and I people watched while Brooke was being beautified, which took about two hours.
The demographics of the beach goers in Sanur that day were probably fifty five plus. Apparently many retired people from the nordic areas of Europe snow bird to Bali.
What was fantastic is that they all had bikini bodies. Regardless of wrinkles, rolls or sags they wore swimsuits of all description without a care for size, skin colour or age. I didn’t notice any elaborate cover ups. People strolled along the boardwalk, rode bikes and relaxed on sun loungers without any obvious concern about body image.
Nobody pointed out to them that they shouldn’t be wearing bikinis, and I imagine even if they did they wouldn’t care because if the body is wearing a bikini, it’s a bikini body.
To those wonderful bikini bodied snow birds in Sanur, I salute you.
Me, where do I start. I’m 40, just, a big milestone for this year. I’m not a small girl but I love fashion and shoes especially.
I’m a CPA, a mum, a daughter, a friend, and maybe a wife – at the minute I’m not sure.
I want to travel but don’t have the budget.
I get tagged as lazy because I’m overweight. I’ve never enjoyed exercise, running is only necessary if being chased by something scary.
I love food, I consider eating a hobby.
I don’t think I’m lazy. I work, run a business, sort of run a household, raise 4 kids and a husband. I’ve completed a Grad Dip in Adv Tax and am starting my Masters in Business and Technology.
To me just because people don’t exercise their body as much as they should, it doesn’t make them lazy. Mind exercises count too.
I’m beautiful too, it’s just more on the inside. I love to laugh and make music.
This year I’m going to focus on me being the best version I can. Kathryn 2.0.
That’s me in a nutshell.