Tori’s Writing Hole

Kate Harding’s Shapely Prose blog. After Stumbling on it through various bored clicks, I started reading the back entries and I got sad. Really sad. I CAN’T accept my fat. I can’t get rid of it either, it seems. Yes, I’ve started a diet, yes, I’ve started doing as much exercise as this silly body can handle. But how bad is it that we have to have fat acceptance blogs?

If the majority of the country (US) is overweight, especially women, you would think that acceptance would come by majority rule. It doesn’t - the minority size 1s are the ideal, and we beat ourselves up about not being that skinny. There should be skinny blogs (not pro-anorexia) as the main portion of women have shifted to overweight.

I do know that fat acceptance is about obesity, and about the fact that people are shaped differently, but I just can’t believe that we need such a concept. If you have a problem with a race or religion, you can’t harp on them to change. But people who are fat are fair game.

Ugh, there’s just so much going on there. I want to be accepted, and accept myself. But should I? Or am I destroying my health?

Two weekends ago, we took a trip to Six Flags Great Adventure with my parents. The five of us piled into my parents’ minivan and set out for the three hour trip to Jackson, NJ. We took the GPS - which meant that we were steered through some of the more scenic areas of NJ - meaning the stinky ones. It was fun. Then there was traffic - more fun. Basically, it was a family road trip, only I’m an adult now. So I can curse at the other cars.

We went through the Wild Safari first. Julia was not nearly as enthused about this part of the trip as I thought she would be. Pretty much just the emus were interesting.

Next came the actual theme park. Completely huge. Especially when walking with/pushing a stroller with a three year old. We decided (Stephen and I) to try taking Julia on her first ride - which just happened to be the Big Wheel ferris wheel. We were pretty sure we were going to have a meltdown - but she loved it! And then she loved every ride in the kids (Wiggles, feh) section - even the ones she rode alone!

Aside from being raped for food and drink at the park, we had a great time. Left much earlier than usual because well, we had a three year old, and Stephen and I only got to ride one roller coaster. But, we’re already looking forward to the next time!

Let’s face it, we all make excuses. I’m queen of excuses - I’m sick, depressed, busy - I make them all the time. Well, yesterday I decided to stop. I’m going to plow ahead, no matter what. (I hope I don’t end up wanting to eat these words, for my computer does not look tasty). I started a novel - it’s only one page of miscellaneous words, but it’s there. I’ve written four online articles in the past two days. I finally updated Wordpress and I feel like I’ve stopped avoiding writing.

I’m also taking pains to keep myself busy in the house - cleaning (yuk) playing with Julia and just generally not sitting and feeling sorry for myself.

I hope this works.