August 23, 2007

CAUTION: potential leg flinging hazard

I'm still giggling after writing a comment on Sonya's blog. It gave me such a ridiculous visual, that I had to write about it here.

She blogged about her NSV of losing enough weight to be able to cross her legs....

Now, being as overweight as I am, it is virtually impossible for me to cross my legs... at least not gracefully. As I raise my left leg to cross it over my right, my stomach gets in the way and I can only get it as far as getting my calf to rest on my knee. In order to get it further, I have to lift it with my left hand and pull it over with my right to get it past the knee. At that point, it is resting vicariously in this spot, and I have to sit there frozen hoping my leg doesn't suddenly fly off my knee and hit the person beside me. Obvioulsy none of this can be done inconspicuously, so I really never even try it.

ohhhhhh, the joys of being overweight!! If I really want to cross something, lucky me gets to sit with my ANKLES crossed like some schoolgirl. I find I always seem to have something crossed, if not lower body, then it's the arms or the hands... I know it's a self-conscious act - trying to make me look smaller or something.

Anyway, although the whole crossing my legs thing DOES make me laugh, cause it's just so ridiculous, it's really a sad state of affairs. Sonya, I hope to share your NSV one day!!!

PS Sonya, I hope it's ok that I linked to you?? If not, just let me know and I'll remove the link :)

1 comment:

Diet Coke and Zingers said...

I am so glad you are back... One minute I thought we were best friends and then you just disappeared on me... and I was so scared and alone and and and... Well, I'm just really glad you're back is all.

So seriously here's the thing... I SO get where you are coming from- when your weight keeps you from enjoying life. I got to a point where I was just embarrassed of myself. I hated seeing people that I hadn't seen in a long time because all I could think about was how they were probably just staring at how fat I was. It was miserable.

Things changed for me when I stopped looking at the big picture and just started looking at every day, all by itself. I stopped thinking about how much weight I needed to lose and how fat I was and what I ate the day before and just started focusing on what I was eating each day. Before I knew it, I actually saw marked progress... and that progress just gave me the hope to keep going. Just keep trying- you'll find your groove eventually, I promise! Welcome back to the wagon... pardon me while I slide my fat ars over to make space for you!