Let’s talk about insulation. Not the pink fluffy kind the Pink Panther sells. PAUSE. Angie tangent:
Why does the Pink Panther promote insulation? Who thought that was a good idea? Am I the only one who wanted insulation for Christmas? I think that’s a marketing campaign gone extremely wrong. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that it’s not a good idea to use a cartoon character beloved by children to advertise pink fluffy fiber glass that looks like cotton candy. Come children, exfoliate your gums. Hmmm.
I digress. Insulation. We were discussing why I’m stuck at 205.
REASON #2: Insulation.
This one is ugly. Again, fat people, like moi, are fat for a variety of reasons. Likewise, fat people, like moi, are insulating for a variety of reasons. Insulating literally with blubber and insulating emotionally with the affect blubber has on others…distance.
Let me say first that I had no idea I was insulating until this past Friday. Let me break this down for you, but first let me warn you that this is going to sound so vain. I promise it’s not really…even though this blog is actually about me.
So what does this have to do with the weight?
In other words, I have this conditioned, knee-jerk response, and now that I’m aware of it (since Friday), I have to practice not following it up with my flight behavior. Because what I’ve done in the past is get all anxiety ridden around the 205 mark, feel the discomfort from the unknown (now known) source, and pack the pounds back on until I’m suitably comfortable again. Blek.
Did you follow me there? Reason #2 is waaaay deeper than Reason #1, and certainly I lot less fun to talk about. Reason #2 was a tricky sucker to put together. My clues were: 1. I am averse to compliments about my looks 2. I hate flirting 3. All the history stuff 4. I back peddle at 205.
So anyway, Reason #2, I expose you, and I take away your power. And now I have to really practice and work hard to keep you impotent. (See how I threw in a sexually suggestive term at the end? Mwa ha ha ha. You’re goin’ down Reason #2!)
Tune in next…whenever…when I expose Reason #3: Inconsistent running partners. JUST. KIDDING. (It’s not my son’s wardrobe either.)