SpongeBarb SquarePants

How do you feel the day after Christmas?  No brainer.  I feel fat.

Not to say I don’t always feel fat-ish.  Except for the few blessed with great DNA for the svelte style of the last few decades (remember when Marilyn Monroe was the public’s idea of the perfect woman?) and/or a great sense of moderation, many women my age grumble about their weight.

When I look at a photo of me in any given situation from my 30’s or 40’s, my thoughts tend to go in this order…1) I remember that event; what a great time, 2) Look at how young we looked, 3) Look at how thin I was.

Now before people yell at me “love yourself as you are” or “body image is given too much weight,” pun slightly intended, I want to assure you that I do love myself as I am.  I just don’t like my weight.  I don’t feel that I am my weight.  I just prefer to not weigh so much.

Here’s an example of love of my physical image.  I stopped coloring my hair.  The idea that God gave me my hair color yet I have chosen for years to pour on, and rub in, chemicals to my head seems just stupid.  My brothers are in their 70’s and I’m a lot grayer than they are.  My husband is 4 years younger than I and looks 10 years younger.  That bothers me a little, but oh well.  My hair is as it should be and I like it. Even if I look older.

But I choose to keep my hair the color it naturally is.

I’m not so sure God intended me to be unhealthy.  And part of being unhealthy is my weight.

It’s a combination of not liking that I look like SpongeBarb SquarePants (I make sure never to wear yellow), not wanting to spend money on new clothes, and not liking being winded when I climb stairs.

So where do holidays fit in?  Holidays give us a ready-made excuse to unfettered merrymaking and rich, traditional food.  Not doing anything in moderation anyway, opens the pie-with-whipped-cream-is-a-breakfast-food thinking.  Justification?  Coffee Cake is a breakfast food.  Like that justifies it.

So I’m feeling overweight this morning.  Because I am.

The question is, what am I going to do about it?

 

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36 Responses to SpongeBarb SquarePants

  1. Almost Iowa says:

    I’ll be wearing my Christmas dinner until June.

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  2. Merry making should never be bothered with concern of overweight.

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  3. For me, this day is always summed up by a sound, a bleary, bloated, “Bluuurrghhh…!”

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  4. Carrie Rubin says:

    I watch my tall, lean sons devour calories that would make me five times thicker were I to do the same. It’s unjust, isn’t it? We buy the groceries, prep the ingredients, and cook the meals, and yet we only get to eat a portion of what they do without expanding our waistlines. Harrumph. No fair, I tell ya, no fair.

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  5. Sima says:

    That’s what your New Year’s Resolution is for. Gym memberships soar then gradually decrease lol Glad you enjoyed a fattening Christmas.

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  6. We’ve had our pressies today, and no cooking is on the cards for the next couple of days, if not week!
    We’ve eaten rather well I agree, but my cooker is full of our pressies and the top is playing host to our tree and a fruit basket, so I couldn’t, even if I wanted to!
    The good news is that what weight goes on fast comes off fast, so I’m just hoping my gain comes off before weigh in on Wednesday (though in truth, Fat Chance).
    It’s been a good time though. Hope yours was too. 🙂

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    • Barb Knowles says:

      Yes ours has been lovely. It took me a couple of minutes to figure out what a pressie is. And I agree, one I start eating normally again my weight returns to “normal.” But with my health history, returning to my older version of normal would be nirvana.

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  7. Val says:

    It’s 12 days of Christmas. If you then only celebrate one or two of them with over-eating, think how good you can feel for the rest of it! 🙂
    I over-ate, too. But I no longer care about my weight.

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  8. Paul says:

    I wore my “buffet pants” yesterday so I didn’t have to feel my body encroaching on a belt. It worked to perfection!

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  9. Sheila Moss says:

    I got so sick of looking in the mirror and seeing a fat old woman. I decided I could not do anything about getting old, but I could do something about being fat. I’ve lost a lot of weight and am still going. If you want it enough, you can do it.

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  10. There’s more of you to love that way, Barb! ;D Although I’m still contemplating on my greys…leave them or colour them. I’d leave them if they are all growing at the same pace and the same direction. :/

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    • Barb Knowles says:

      I’m salt and pepper as they say here, but getting to be all salt. The back of my hair, especially underneath is still black/brown, but the sides in the front, the wings, are white. I’m 63, so hardly unusual. I actually stopped coloring it when my friend had cancer and was losing her hair. I told her I wouldn’t go as far as shaving my hair in support, but I would stop using chemicals. I realized that was stupidly vain.

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  11. lorriedeck says:

    I read this while drinking egg nog and eating cranberry bread. I’m still merry making, evidently. 🙂

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  12. Ann Coleman says:

    I think there’s a fine line between accepting ourselves as we are, and keeping ourselves as healthy and happy as we can. The problem is, I regularly step over the line, then back again, then over…..

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