It seems like everyone wants to lose weight nowadays. For beauty, others, themselves, an event, their health.. it’s like a trend. One, unfortunately, that I got myself into, haha. :) I used to be the super chubby one in school. Some prolly remember when they’d weigh you during your health exams in class, right? How they’d announce it to everyone? I’d always be one of the first to be called up, and the heaviest one there. :P They said, “You’ll grow out of it.” And I did. Sort of. My “heaviest” was 175, at 5’2”, when I was only twelve years old. That put my BMI over thirty, which made me just another statistic. I was another obese child to add to the growing numbers. I had always been chubby. My dad’s little ‘roly-poly’.
Though, I’m seventeen now. At what most call acceptable weight. But, active in every way. I’m 145 at 5’4”. And I’m not done yet. ;D Some people would critisize, saying, “That sounds fine, I WISH I were that ‘skinny’!” I’ve been there, being too big to fit into society. A preteen shopping in the the Women’s section of the mall, XXL’s still a little too snug. That was enough for me, I missed out on being like other young girls, I won’t miss out on being like other young women! :P Don’t get me wrong, my goal isn’t eighty pounds- like Lindsay Lohan, I have lost a lot weight, but unlike her, it didn’t include brain matter. :D 115 is the magical number, at least for me. It took two years to get the first forty off, with thirty to go; let’s see if I can join a different trend. ;)
