(crossposted from 101 Notes to Self)
I've been feeling really ... ample ... lately.
I swear, I must be one of the only fat vegans on the planet. Seriously now, when you conjure the image of a vegan in your mind, don't you think of someone fit and trim? Moby. Gillian Anderson. Joaquin Phoenix. Jennifer Connelly. Tobey Maguire. Emily Deschanel (the chic from Bones). These are the bodies that come to mind when pondering what a typical vegan looks like because these people are vegan.
Then there's size 18-wearing me. I'm starting to get the feeling people don't believe me when I tell them I'm vegan. I'm sick of feeling large and so totally not in charge. Granted, I'm insulin resistant with PCO, which makes it extremely difficult for me to lose weight. But it's not impossible. For me it's all about eating smart and exercising regularly. I have to do both. I'm grabbing the reigns and slowing this ride down.
I'm officially setting a date to reach this goal:
I will be a size 16 by July 18 (my next trip to Denver).
That is all.