A rant

Okay, you may want to skip this blog today, I'm on a rant.
I'm 5'3" tall and weigh about 220 lbs.  Yes, I know I'm overweight.  Yes I know I don't get enough exercise.  Yes I know I 'need' to do something about it.  But do I want to hear it several times on every news cast everyday - NO!  I am so sick and tired of seeing the ads on just about every site on the internet, every news cast, every TV show's commercials about how to lose weight.  How to look better.  And they wonder why there are so many depressed people in America!?  Hello....... No matter where you look or where you go someone, something is telling you that you're not good enough.  You need to lose weight, you need to gain weight, you need to have your laugh lines 'erased', gee what about having a face lift so you don't 'show' your age.  Give me a freakin' break!  I am not perfect, never claimed to be.  But I don't need to be reminded constantly that I could 'improve' my health by losing weight, eating healthier, exercising more.  Like I told my doctor "I'm fat, not stupid".  I don't like to have a doctor talk 'down' to me because of my size.  I don't like having a doctor tell me that the reason I have this or that is because I'm fat.  I know a lot, and I seriously mean ALOT, of slim and trim people who have much worst health issues than I do and many younger than myself (I'm 57).  Let me take Dr. Phil as an example.  I used to watch his show on a regular basis then one day it hit me - On one day he'd be addressing obesity and how awful it was and how psychologically damaging it was and offer to send his 'guest' to a 'fat farm'. By the end of the week he'd have a person on suffering from anorexia or bulimia.  And gee, we wonder why people have problems with accepting themselves??? We've got a nation of people telling them they aren't good enough!
Okay, so maybe someone reading this (if you've gotten this far) is thinking I'm lazy and I'm being critical of those who bust their buns at the gym.  Well, you're wrong!  I live in a very small community and there isn't a gym.  There was about 20 years ago and I did go to the gym on a regular basis.  And lazy - no I'm not.  I'm busy, but it's a sedinary busy and I do understand that.  When there's only two of you, you don't have much to clean on a daily basis and once my housework is done (yes, my house is very presentable) I enjoy sewing, it brings me joy.  Okay, so why don't I go take a walk?  Because quite frankly - I don't want to.  I like to walk, but I don't like to walk alone.  My friends are all employed and the last thing they want to do after working all day it go walking - can't say I blame them.  I totally respect and admire those people who work out at the gym, who watch everything they eat.  Why can't they feel the same way about me?  Does my size make me a different person?  I haven't been fat my whole life - far from it.  And I think I'm still as caring today as I was 20 years ago when I weighed 140 lbs.
Okay, I'll shut up now.  But if you're a slim and trim person reading this please remember the cover doesn't always indicate what's inside the book.  And if your a 'fluffy' person, love yourself for who you are and pity those who think the cover needs work.

Katie who's going to go sit on her butt and sew