I’ve been debating on whether or not I should write this blog post at all; and especially whether I should publish it. It’s a tough decision for me because it is intensely personal, more personal than anything else I’ve shared here. It’s just that I can’t be the only one who thinks or feels this way and I want to finally come right out and admit the full truth. Something which I have alluded to in past blog posts but never outright said it.
The truth is: I hate being fat.
Vlogging about my recent body composition test.What happened, what were the results and what am I going to do with the information?
What is This Fat Girl made of?
You know I’m fat. You know I’m a girl. You know I run. I’ve written posts about my weight before, but how do I really feel about being a fat runner? What do I really think of my body?
Before I go on, I need to be clear that this post is about me and what I think of my body. It does not reflect what I think about other people. I’ve had enough of being judged myself to know I’d rather ‘do unto others’; so I don’t judge. Also, you’ve probably figured out by now that I am really, really hard on myself. I don’t extend that to anyone else. I would ask anyone reading this post to keep that in mind.*
Last week, I did something positively drastic. I mean that in the literal AND metaphoric sense.
Last week, I put myself and my fitness in the capable hands of a personal trainer.
A while back I wrote a blog post called ‘Why hello there, Mr. Elephant‘; about my weight issues and overall health and the assumptions people make about me based on my appearance (i.e my weight). I like the elephant analogy so I’m going to keep with that whenever I specifically blog about my weight (which won’t be often, this is a running blog after all!).
Let’s address the proverbial elephant in the room…my weight. It’s pretty obvious from my twitter and blog name that I’m overweight. As I said in my first ever blog post, I really am fat. And I’m not using the word ‘fat’ as a derogatory term either. It’s just that ‘This fat girl runs’ is an easier mouthful than ‘this overweight girl runs’. The thing is, as an overweight runner I know the two things are NOT mutually exclusive. This is, of course, mostly contrary to popular belief.
You should know that I’m fat. As if my blog title doesn’t give me away! But honestly, I’m really fat. I mean, I’m not a skinny girl bemoaning a few added pounds here and there; I really am a fat girl.
I’m 5’7” and today I weigh 231lbs (16.5 stone or 104.8kilos). See? I told you I’m fat.
This Fat Girl Runs 