That’s at least two boots to the head right there.
Please tell me she didn’t wait to tell you she’d eaten your energy-bars until after the race.
BottledBlondJeanie,
The solution is simple. When someone says “damn, that’s a lot of food” or “are you really going to eat all that?” you put on your biggest shit-eating grin and answer “yeah, I love being able to pig out and still stay thin” or “yep, and I’m going to enjoy every bite! Mmm!” I think you’ll find that the commenters will shut their traps. Despite their inane remarks, the last thing in the world they want to hear about is how wonderful it is to eat all that food.
(I also liked the “and yet you’re the one who is fat!” idea, but this is subtler and less rude.)
My response? “You choose to follow the Atkins diet. No one’s holding a gun to your head.” (I’m on the Atkins diet, and I never comment on the diet to those not on it. I couldn’t care less if your meal consisted of nothing but potato chips smothered in cookie crumbs and topped with pancake syrup.)
IANAP, but that strikes me as someone with some serious self-esteem issues. She wants you to feel as bad about your weight (which I’m guessing is perfect) as she feels about hers. She’s probably also jealous that you’re capable of running a marathon and she wasn’t even capable of leaving your energy bars alone. I can’t even imagine why someone would comment on the eating habits of anyone, let alone someone who just finished a marathon, other than to grin and say, “You’re probably hungry after all that. Wanna go get something to eat?”
“Are you going to eat all that?”
“Well, I might, but if you want I can shove about half of it up your ass.”
Tris
Unfortunately, that’s exactly what she did. I finished the race and we went back to the hotel room to get ready to check out. I took a short bath (it had been 35 degrees and I ran in only shorts & a t-shirt, so I was frozen) to warm up, then got dressed and started digging around for my energy bars. It was while I was looking that she told me they were gone. I could have killed her! I usually don’t eat just after a race that long - it makes me really nauseated, so I usually wait until I’m cleaned up. By that time, my body has calmed down enough to be hungry, then it starts to feel like my stomach is eating itself. She had assumed that since I didn’t eat right after the race that I must not be hungry. Gah!!! Oh, well. My husband was with us, thank God, so he took over. My friend didn’t want to stop for food until we were out of Chicago because she was antsy to get back to St. Louis, and that would have taken another 2 hours (there were 50,000 people running in the Chicago marathon - the traffic was HORRIBLE), but my fiance commandeered the car and made sure that we stopped for food before we even hit the highway.
People say completely moronic things. I am a vegetarian (have been for years) and I have, to put it delicately, an ample figure. But people still regularly say things to me like, “You can’t live on no meat. You’ll waste away!”
LOOK AT ME. TAKE A GOOD LOOK. I AM NOT WASTING AWAY Sheesh. Idiocy.
Your fiance should have kicked her out of the car before commandeering it. Right after writing “DO NOT FEED THIS DUMB SHIT” on her forehead with a Sharpie. Let her jog back to St. Louis with no food and see if she notices how hungry she gets.
I know how to shut them up.
Gain 100 pounds.
If you’re thin, people assume you don’t have any food hangups. So they assume that they can kid around with you about what’s on your plate without you being offended.
If you were obese and you had a mountain of food on your plate, people would talk shit about you behind your back, but say nothing to your face.
Being skinny myself, I know I make comments about my own greediness that I wouldn’t make if I were fat. When people express awe about how much I can put away, I feel pride not embarrassment. But if were 50 lbs heavier, I would probably feel different.
So I guess what I’m trying to say is that I understand both sides. I understand how their comments are annoying, but I can also understand how your friends would just think they were kidding around.
[QUOTE=monstro]
I know how to shut them up.
Gain 100 pounds.
If you’re thin, people assume you don’t have any food hangups. So they assume that they can kid around with you about what’s on your plate without you being offended.
If you were obese and you had a mountain of food on your plate, people would talk shit about you behind your back, but say nothing to your face. /QUOTE]
What planet do you live on? Here on Earth I (an ample figured woman) get shit about what I eat everytime I open my mouth. “You should really try to eat better”, or “Are you sure you should be eating that with your weight?”
This despite the fact I’m on a Diabetic, low fat, low sodium, Vegaterian diet. I eat nothing that is not measured analized and doctor approved.
You could respond: “And I have cereal for dinner? Isn’t it a CRAZY WORLD? Next, I’m going to RUN WITH SCISSORS!”
:rolleyes:
Assholes.
Of the many things I fantasized about as a child and later a teenager was being able to eat anything I wanted any time I wanted it. Turkey sammidge for breakfast? Sure. An omlet for lunch. Sometimes… Oatmeal for supper? Depending on my whim. And YES, sometimes(like on my birthday), I had cake for breakfast. It was a homemade german chocolate cake my best friend baked for me. Oh… it was as good as the bestest of orgasms.
These twits who are bugging you strike me as the same human flotsam that have to bug people when they’re reading a book in the breakroom with such GENIUS questions as: ‘Is that book good?’ :mad:
They suck and make being a hermit all too seductive.
Your experience is most likely more typical than mine. I just recall what happened last year, during the work Christmas party. Everyone in my lab was pigging out, but the overweight girl’s plate was noticeably heftier than everyone else’s. The guys sitting next to me smirked and exchanged looks when she set the plate down at her spot at the table. Nothing was spoken. But not a minute passed before they started talking about how much I was eating.
I guess what I’m trying to say is I think that the rudest of the rude will criticize the food choices of an overweight person to their face, while more reasonable people will know not to do that. Mildly rude people will comment about what a skinny person eats, believing that what they say will not be bothersome or taken the wrong way. I’d like to think there are more mildly rude people than rudest of the rude people. But maybe I’m wrong.
I eat cake for breakfast all the time, and you know what? I’m aware that it’s unusual. If someone caught me eating fried catfish and lasgna for breakfast, I’d expect them to express some wonderment too. And if I saw someone eating apple pie covered in raspberry sauce for breakfast, I’d ask “You’re eating that for breakfast!?” Why? Because it’s unusual and no, it isn’t very healthy. I think people should be able to point out the weirdness of a food choice without worrying about pissing someone off.
Eating cake for breakfast is unusual?
I thought that was the point of baking a cake.
lol, OK - I can go along with that=) My favored breakfast of champions when I was young, thin and hyperactive was cold lasagne=)
I personally don’t see what the blasted difference between cutting yourself a huge hunk of double chocolate german death by sugar cake with extra sprinkles and digging into a huge stack of pancakes with syrup, bacon, eggs and toast with coffee and juice…it is all milk, butter, eggs, flour, sugar and flavorings. Just ‘arranged’ differently=)
Excellent point about the pancakes. Let’s say that again, just to get the point across: pancake. Pan-cake. Pan-fucking-CAKE.
People are morons.
You’re eating all that junk food?!
It’s good you’re burning the calories, but are you burning saturated fats? What’s your cholesterol levels?
Are you going to finish that?
You still consider this person a friend?
You should have eaten her heart.
And her liver. I understand organ meats are quite good for very active people, and the Indians considered liver a great delicacy.
I don’t know about her heart, though her arm was starting to look awfully good.
And her liver.
Insert Chianti joke [HERE].
And don’t forget the fava beans …
For the most part I eat a very balanced diet. For lunch I normally have salads, or soup, and fresh fruits for dessert. On vary rare occasions do I splurge on junk food snacks.
One of the security guards in our building had decided to start having lunch with me six months ago. She still gives me crap about eating “too healthy” and how I make “her” feel bad because of my eating habits.
What? Just because you eat junk food and have a crappy diet and I might add overweight, is my fault? If what I am consuming makes you feel badly about your eating habits then a) don’t have lunch with me, or expect me to change my dietary needs b) change your eating habits.
I don’t care what people eat. It really isn’t any of your business, nor mine. You want to consume junk foods, knock yourself out, but please refrain from critizing me about eating a freakin salad.