I was on a plane recently and got to talking to the woman in the seat next to me. We were having the usual airplane conversation, you know, if we were coming or going, business or personal trip, etc. Then she asked me if I was a runner.
Me: If you see me running...call the police. DANGER is coming.
We laughed.
She then asked me what do I do to maintain and I told her my poison of choice is Pilates coupled with 30 minutes of cardio either on the treadmill at the gym or the elliptical at home. I then told her that my MAJOR thing however, was my diet.
She then told me that I'm lucky because I look like I'm naturally thin and that I probably don't have to do a lot of work compared to what she has to do. She went on to say that she is a new runner and it kills her but she's trying her damnedest to keep it up and it's hard and she wishes she was naturally slim like me, blah, blah, blah. Blah, blah, blah.
Me being me I smiled and said, whatcha got in that bag there? Did you pick you up some snacks for the flight?
And she pulled out an airport store size bag of Combos, a king sized bag of peanut M&Ms, a bag of jalapeno potato chips and some gum.
Her: It's a long flight.
Me: I know. I hate this flight.
And I pretty much kept it moving knowing my point had been made without really saying much else about the point I wanted to make. I ate my oatmeal, fruit and Kind bars passing up on all of the snacks that Southwest passed out while my seatmate ate her Combos, and airline provided snacks to include two cans of diet Coke.
And I worked until my laptop died and then I watched a movie on my iPad.
During my trip I was somewhere and some people I was talking to were going over a menu talking about what the restaurant down the street offered. One item on the menu sounded DIVINE! Something with avocados and chicken. Just YUMMY! I asked what restaurant it was so I could check it out later.
One of the ladies standing around looked at me and laughed.
Her: Like you eat. You're as big a'round as my finger.
And the little crew teetered...like she'd made a funny.
I didn't say anything even as SIP was going to town in my head and I kept it moving. I saw them eating later and noted that what the funny chick ordered was definitely not something I would have ordered and I walked to the restaurant and ordered the delicious salad with the avocado and chicken.
I thought about this earlier today as I was talking to a friend about how people make excuses to her all the time as to why she has lost more weight working out than they have. She gets comments all the time about how she looks like she's "wasting away" and people asking her what she's doing. When she tells her they look skeptical like...NO...REALLY...WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
I don't say anything to anyone about their weight cuz hell...people know what they weigh. If you ask me specifics ABOUT ME, I'll share but yeah...I have too much going on with me to even wonder about you like that. I will say that I did wonder if the lady sitting next to me on the plane compared what I ate to what she ate and came up with a personal conclusion to help her do better but Robby says probably not. He feels like people just focus on what they want to do the same as I do and that until they want to do something different all they see is what they want to see.
I get that.
I said all this to say that I wasn't fooled by the woman on the plane making excuses for HER size by belittling the work I do to maintain MY size. Nor was I fooled by the woman who laughed at my size when she was younger than me and probably 150 pounds larger than me. You can fool yourself as long as you want to. Thinking that you're shutting down the slim chick trying to be funny ain't a good look. ESPECIALLY when the slim chick didn't say a thing to you about you doing you. Attacking me and my size is about you. ALL ABOUT YOU. And the only people who think it's funny are people in the same mindset that you're in as it relates to food. If you're good with that, please know that's all that matters. What YOU think about YOU.
I'm good.
