I hate to go shopping. I always have. I even used to hate to go shopping before I gained all the weight.
That was a long time ago.
The most real statement I’m ever going to make: I’ve gained 70 pounds in the last 5 years.
Seventy pounds is a whole human being. It’s half what I’m supposed to weigh, according to the doctors. It’s a lot of fat to be carrying around.
Second real statement for this post: I was already fat fat before I gained those 70 lbs.
I’ve never been a thin person. I was never svelte, never one of the ideal figure girls. But I used to have a very nice hourglass figure. I would have been called voluptuous, well-endowed. Once upon a time I had no muffin top and a nice waist (for my size).
Those days are behind me.
I had a very chilling moment this weekend as I tried on clothes at the plus sized store I shop at. I bought one item that is the largest size they carry.
Ok, let me clarify that if I gain any more weight I’m going to have to special order online. Yes, that’s how fat I am now.
As the title of this post declares, I am the fattest I’ve ever been in my whole life.
If you’ve been reading this blog, you know that I have made lackluster attempts to lose weight. I lack conviction, focus when it comes to following through on them. I wonder if the fact that I won’t be able to find clothes in the open market any more will be a better inducement.
Let’s see how 2013 goes for me and this challenge.