Its been a very mediocre day. It's been raining since 9am and we haven't been out to play. On the upside, I'm having a very rare, skinny day but the fact that I feel skinny today makes me think of fat days.
A friend and I were chatting today about how reaching a target weight brings happiness and how any increase from that number has an inverse relationship with that very happiness. Its stupid and we both know it. Thankfully, neither of us obsesses too much about it.
What I've been wondering about today is not women and their fat days. Its the men. Do men have fat days? Do they try to check reflections in windows to see if their behinds are in proportion to the rest of their bodies? Are they upset if they have to leave the fitting rooms to grab a bigger size?
I have no idea! I never hear my husband mention any of those things. I've never heard my father. I think my brother is working on his physique but thats just because all the women in his life have been commenting (not the only reason though...he knew it wasn't healthy). Maybe men have those thoughts too but they don't gather to discuss this sort of thing with their friends so the thoughts just leave their brains.
In any case, no matter how much of a cliche this is, the important thing is for us all to be healthy. I like to ignore my fat days and just work harder at the gym with the objective of becoming stronger and having more stamina. Everything else should fall into place. Hopefully.
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No
I agree with Mike. I can't see my behind, so I don't care if it's in proportion to the rest of me. I do worry about my middle-age bay window, but it's not nearly as bad as many others, and Agnes doesn't beat me up about it too badly, so I can live with it.
I just asked Husband...he had no idea what I was talking about. I'm gonna say "no":)
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