I have obsessed about my weight for the majority of my life. I think about it from the moment I wake up, through the day, into the night. I weigh myself every morning and can almost always guess my weight before the number flashes. When I search back in the darkening corners of my mind, there are dim memories of early childhood where I wasn’t like this.
I hate this picture.
My arms/belly/face looks too fat.
Why did I eat that fourth piece of pizza?
not an option.
I was talking to a friend of mine recently about everything going on in my life. What am I doing? What am I going to do? Who am I? Why do I love pizza so much? Ok, maybe that last part wasn’t discussed, but you get the point. In the course our conversation, he told me he recently saw an interview on CNBC with the creator of Spanx, Sara Blakely. She talks about her rise to the top of the that big fat (pun intended) industry, and what drove her there. After my initial outrage and disgust over the fact that he was thinking of me while watching the creator of Spanx, I decided to watch it.