This post is not about Thanksgiving, giving thanks, or thankfulness in any way, shape, or form.
This post is about FATNESS.
I was thinking about it today, how fat I’m getting. On this occasion, I justified it with, “oh, well it’s the holidays…everyone eats more. Plus it’s winter so I’m not wearing skimpy clothes. I can hide my fat rolls under all of my layers.” This satisfied me for a few moments until my memory became too sharp for my own good.
Every season, spring, summer, fall and winter, I come up with SOME excuse to make myself feel better about my weight gain.
Spring: Oh, I’m just still retaining weight from my winter body. It’s cool. I don’t have to prance around in daisy dukes and tank tops for a few more months.
Summer: Now that school is out I’m drinking more, but it’s okay, so is everyone else. And at least I’m not wasting any of my precious time at the gym. Working out is for SCHMUCKS!
Fall: School is back in session so I’m just busy getting my schedule together. WAY too busy to eat right or exercise. Obviously my 12 hour course load, half of which is online, is much too time consuming to dedicate any time to being healthy.
Winter: It’s the holidays. The end. I’m eating a midnight cookie AS I TYPE.