My doctor says I'm fat. I am inclined to agree, but I have a waist and can just about run for a bus without collapsing in a heap, so, I don't think I'm that bad. What really bugs me though, is the fact that she has threatened to take away my birth control pills. If I was to fall pregnant, I'd get bigger, so why not help me lose weight, rather than tell me I'm "Morbidly Obese". (I am if using that BMI index crap, but when I'm in the correct weight area for my hieght, I look like a junkie.)
Rather than just sit and let my ass grow big(ger), I joined a world famous weight loss programme where you count food as points. Waste Of Time. The week I went on a huge night out, ate heaps of chinese food and drunk copious amounts of alcohol, was the only week I lost any weight. Go Figure.
Now, I am letting my ass grow big as I contemplate the next plan. Think I'll join a gym...
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