It’s hard to believe that was me, my sophomore year in college. When I was living at the gym. This is how skinny I thought I wanted to get again…but lately: everyone has been telling me that I’m SUPER skinny. My mother, my worse critic, never used to say anything until a couple weeks ago. COMPLETE STRANGERS have come up to me telling me to eat. It’s crazy how I can’t do everyday things, such as shop without being stopped about my size. and it’s unbelievable because I know people that are skinnier than me. I don’t think people get it. Fat people don’t like to be told they’re fat and it works the same way for the thin ones. Thin people don’t like to be told they’re skinny. The only people that enjoy the compliment are the ones working towards the goal of losing weight. and YES, it was my goal to lose the 10lbs that made me look like a completely different person but not to the point where people question my eating patterns.
This is why I refuse to apologize for watching what I eat and doing something active everyday. I work hard to keep my fat percentage at the level it is. and if anyone really wanted to know my goals on a physical level, it is to be toned. I do my share in the gym. I do my push-ups. I do my pull-ups. I do my sit-ups. I do my squats. I do my lunges. MAYBE the rest of the world should watch what they’re putting into their bodies. Release some endorphins people…ease up!