Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Operation Skinny Bitch, FTW!!!

New Year's is a time for resolutions.  We all do it.  Make huge goals that, for the most part, never really pan out.  At the beginning of the year, you have all these grand ideas, hopes and dreams for what is to come.  You think to yourself, This is the year I'm going to run a marathon, lose that pesky weight, find a cure for lazy writer's syndrome, save the world from the upcoming zombie apocalypse.  You know, real goals you have a chance of actually achieving.

You start out with good intentions, but then something happens.  You get a nasty cold that can only be cured by a 20 piece box of chicken nuggets.  You start out your marathon training, but then your brand new running shoes give you the blister from Hell, and well, you can't possibly run injured, now can you?  You really do want to find the cure for lazy writer's syndrome, but well, you just can't get motivated to start your search.

And, the zombie apocalypse?  You tried out that new Walking Dead game on the Facebook, and well...you've been a walker since level two.

My point is, New Year's resolutions don't work, simply because you make them at the time you think you have to, not because you are actually ready to make these changes.

Take me, for instance.  I've always been a fat girl.  Not just a tad overweight.  Not chunky.  Not cuddly, or any of the myriad other things people say to make themselves feel better.  I was FAT.  But, I was always okay with it.  I liked to call myself skinny-fat.  I was fat.  This I could admit freely, but I could run circles around my (much) skinnier friends.  I had oodles of energy and I felt good, about myself, about life, about everything.  So, again, I was okay with it.

Like everyone else, I'd always make a resolution at the new year to lose a couple pounds, to get "healthy".  But I wasn't really interested in doing because like I said, I had energy, I felt good, I was happy.

Until I wasn't.

I was the fattest I'd ever been.  I didn't have energy.  I didn't feel good, about myself, about my life, about anything.  And, I for damned sure wasn't happy.

I was finally ready to do something about myself.  To make a change.  This was in July (2012).

Thus, Operation Skinny Bitch was born.
Who is that fat bitch on the right? We don't know her anymore, but the hot girl on the left? ME!!

Now, a little more than five months later, this girl *points at self* has lost 76.4 pounds of low self-esteem, 56 inches of muscle/joint pains that comes from being so FAT.  And, I feel GREAT!!!!

Yes, I still need to lose some more weight to be considered a skinny bitch, but if I were to stop right now, I'd be fine with it.  Why?  Because it wasn't about getting "skinny".  It was about getting back the Karla that I'd lost along the way.  And, guess what, bitches?  She's back!!!!

So, I'm not going to ask what your New Year's resolution is this year, cuz really, I don't believe in them.  My question is: What is your LIFE resolution?  It's okay if you don't have one yet, but when you're ready to do it, you will know and it won't be all that hard to attain it once you've made up your mind to.  Just look at me!