For years and years and years now I've been going to the gym every single day. Hell, even before that, when I didn't go to the gym, I used to walk/jog even if only so that afterwards I could go home and order pizza and diet pepsi (because God forbid I had THOSE 120 calories!).
I think it's safe to assume that it was that kind of behavior that caused me to grow into an overweight adult.
But things change, and almost 15 years later (because it has been that long) I go to the gym at least 5 times a week for at least 1.5 hours, I have been known to go for months without eating a slice of pizza. I don't eat fried foods, I don't eat animal fat (or animals!), I try to eat only complex carbohydrates, I don't eat sugar (unless it's in cookies :D), I keep saturated fats to a minimum, avoid trans fats like the plague, etc...
AND YET, SOME FUCKERS HAVE THE NERVE TO SAY THAT I'M A PRODUCT OF PLASTIC SURGERY!
I really do hate people.
So I am at the gym yesterday- THE GYM PEOPLE!- and this middle aged cow is going on and on and on about fad diet du jour. I am stretching, minding my own business. Then I got annoyed and I was like "lady, if you just worked out regularly and ate like a normal human being, you wouldn't struggle so much with your weight".
Her response to me was "what would you know?"
Right...what would I know? WHAT WOULD I KNOW? What would the girl who lost almost 50% of her body weight 5 years ago know?
I swear to God I wanted to slap her. You really can't judge a book by its cover...
Very calmly I explained to her that I used to be overweight. That I dieted for a whole year but that I have not dieted since. That all it takes is some common sense and a little bit of sensibility.
She called me a liar. According to her, nobody can look like me with diet and exercise alone. YOu are either born with it, or shaped into it. What's even more depressing that even people who know me think that I've used my travels as an excuse to visit with surgeons...
This is the part when she started pulling on my shorts and my sports bra looking for God knows what. I tell you, I HATE PEOPLE.
I have no issues with cosmetic surgery. Hell, I've even considered it a few times. Well, mostly I just wanted a boob job but then I'm like screw that! I don't care if my breasts are small! They are mine and if other people don't like them, tough! If other people want to put themselves through that without good reason, more power to them even though putting yourself through that kind of risk, because any surgery is a risk, is ultimately stupid.
So now she knows that I haven't been under the knife. One would think she'd believe me. Except that she doesn't. Now I'm just a liar because "I was born this way". Apparently, it is physically impossible for someone who looks like me to have actually put massive amounts of effort into makign their body work for them.
I don't know why I bother. Every time I try to share my "weight loss wisdom" with people, I get either attitude or retarded unfounded accusations. It makes me want to take my kickboxing class taking legs and kick them in the head. From now on, I am keeping my big collagen-free mouth shut. LET THE WORLD BE FAT!