Ever since I graduated from high school I’ve kept the same weight … right around 120 pounds. It’s ridiculous. I’m one of those people who can eat and eat and eat and I just never gain weight. No matter what I eat. 25 years now and it’s never changed. Except this afternoon when I wieghed myself.
130 pounds.
God, I feel so bloated.
Ohh, Ooooohhh! I get to be the first to respond!!
:: pauses to gather his thoughts ::
Ready? Fuck you!!
:: d&r ::
Sua
Hey Euty, maybe you are starting a new period in your life. Hopefully it won’t cramp your style.
Don’t worry, it’s just water.
Time to hit the gym, Euty - you’ll be the Arnold Schwarzenegger of the SDMB before we know it
BTW, I am almost twice your weight! OK, I’m over 6 foot, and used to play football (yes, US folks - that’s your football]), but it’s still a frightening thought…
Fracking beanpole. 
My bare skeleton would weigh more than that, I’d bet.
You’re pregnant.
I used to weigh around 126 for the longest time. Then last year I was diagnosed with hypothyroidism, and one of the ‘side effects’ of that is weight gain due to slower metabolism. My average weight is now around 146, and man do I feel fat! I know I don’t look “fat”, as a friend said to me, “You’ve filled out a little”, but I hate it. Euty, I feel your pain!
…and say it again, and we’ll hold you UNDER water.
2 minutes sound OK?
We start counting when the bubbles stop…
well, I used to feel fat, but have now lost 65 lbs and still losing. And it wasnt water weight either.
I feel for those who put on weight, trying hard to keep mine off. and 130 is not fat!!!.
Sounds like you might be about the same general dimensions as me.
As a teenager and until about 24, I had a 28" waist on my 6’1" frame, and weighed about 140. I’m now 32, and have ballooned to 180 - in other words, normal for my height.
Some of it is simply age. My body’s like that of my Scandinavian-American grandfather, who was the same height, weighed 130lb when he married my grandmother at age 24. He eventually filled out, but not until his early 30s.
If your demographics are similar, well, we just mature slowly we Northern European types. What it means is that eventually you really do have to start paying attention to what you eat, so you might as well get in good habits now.
Don’t worry Euty, it is all muscle
That is what I tell myself, anyway
Wow Euty! When I was a track star, you were almost skinnier than me!
Stick-bug people unite! Just don’t stand sideways.
Awwwww… poor baby. 10 whole pounds!
You should feel bloated you disgusting lard ass! Look at yourself you worthless, undisciplined sack of suet. You wouldn’t push away from the table or even exercise moderately and now look where it’s gotten you. 10 extra pounds of hideous fat hanging on you like a lard overcoat.
Who could love your hideous face with your beady little pig eyes looking out over grotesquely swollen chipmunk cheeks fatso? Think about what a crappy caretaker you’ve been for the temple that is your body as the sweat dribbles out from undeneath your bulging, hairy man titties and your flabby gut pooches out over your belt.
10 pounds! Who could love you now? Only a hungry lion.
You should be caned by a Singaporean Sergeant! NOW!
Awwwww… poor baby. 10 whole pounds!
You should feel bloated you disgusting lard ass! Look at yourself you worthless, undisciplined sack of suet. You wouldn’t push away from the table or even exercise moderately and now look where it’s gotten you. 10 extra pounds of hideous fat hanging on you like a lard overcoat.
Who could love your hideous face with your beady little pig eyes looking out over grotesquely swollen chipmunk cheeks fatso? Think about what a crappy caretaker you’ve been for the temple that is your body as the sweat dribbles out from undeneath your bulging, hairy man titties and your flabby gut pooches out over your belt.
10 pounds! Who could love you now? Only a hungry lion.
You should be caned by a Singaporean Sergeant! NOW!
10 pounds?
I gain that much at lunch.
MMmmmmm, Euty, I hear ya! I’ve always had a hummingbird metabolism, but recently put on five pounds. I took up bellydancing, and my oh my, vive la difference!
:::Euty bellydancing!!!:::
Aw, EutyHoney…
Nothing wrong with being fluffy, not that I think you are anywhere NEAR fluffy yet.
Just repeat after me…Fluffy is good. Fluffy is awesome. Fluffy is your FRIEND!
If that doesn’t help…well, listen to Persephone… Water, that’s the ticket.
Or, keep the cats out of the bathroom when you weigh yourself. The little darlings probably have their front paws on the back of the scale when you think you are all alone weighing yourself. Trust me on this. Cats are devious…pay attention to your computer, or your family, when you should be paying attention to THEM?
Heh…they’ll get you, and trust me…they KNOW how to do it!
Scotti:)
130?
Feh.
Cry me a river.
Call me when you have a real problem, babe.
Sheesh. People say women are weird about their weight.
[sub]you know I loves ya, Euty[/sub]
You’re not fat, Eutychus, you’re extra special.