Plus Size!

I can’t count the number of times that I have gained and lost weight; gained and lost weight; gained and … you get it. Each time I embark on the weight loss adventure I promise that (1) I will keep going until I reach my goal and (2) I won’t ever gain weight again because it’s sooo hard to lose it. Obviously I have failed at both.

I’m just gonna say it … I am going to lose 55 pounds and not gain it back … ever. She says while praying to the Fat Gods...but we won’t get into my views on prayer, darn I can’t help myself … if prayer worked so great I would be tall, thin and blond and not only that, I would always be able to locate my keys.

I am now minus 21 pounds. I have 34 pounds left to lose. After 21 pounds of lard removed from my body people are starting to notice. Everyone says after they lose 10 pounds they go down a size. Hello, 20 pounds later I have dropped a (read one) size, not 2. Although to be honest I have never been a slave to the number on my clothing tag. If I were, I probably wouldn’t be wearing clothes with a number in double digits. I don’t think in my adult life that I have ever been less than a size 10…ever. Damn those Kavanagh big bones!

For me the ‘horrification’ seeps in when I become cognizant that I actually buy my clothes in the PLUS size section. Really? Plus size? Ugh. Let me relate it to you this way. A certain young lady (Christine) was shopping with her father in the Plus size section (can you feel me suppressing snide ex-wife comments) when she had just learned how to read. Maybe it was her reading ability, or maybe she was just attentive to her surroundings? It could have been the miles of fabric draped from hangers or seeing women who were waaay beyond anything pleasantly plump (as if there is such a thing) squeezing through the aisles that prompted the question. In any case,the story is that little Christine, at the top of her lungs yelled, “Does Plus size mean FAT daddy?” From what I understand 'daddy' was mortified at the volume that these words possessed. And after quieting Christine down he did his best to explain how that was offensive. This coming from the man who suggested to me the other day that the gym called 'Curves' would me more appropriately named if it were called "Rolls".

Just in case anyone is wondering, let me put your mind at ease ... I assure you that yes indeed, 'Plus Size' means fat!