Sometimes people just need to...

vent about their fat asses. I know I am one of them for sure. I know I am not always looking for advice but rather listeners. Also, regardless of how fat I am I know what works best with my body, which is a lot of cardio.

I want this thread to be purely about bitching. No advice, no seemingly fake empathy, only responses from those who wanna bitch about how much exercise and weight loss sucks sometimes and how we all have faults, lazy days, muscle soreness or in my case the weakness of eating a large cold stone creamery ice cream with waffle cone in one sitting.

So who's with me? Anyone wanna bitch without the responses containing advice or empathy (not that it's a bad thing, it just is in this thread and sometimes it's just freaking irrelevant).

So here we go, let the bitch fest begin...I'll start.

I sometimes forget that I am in a transition period with changing my life for the better. Also, I get mad chocolate cravings and need a 12 step program. Plus I wanna be a size 8 again and I want it to happen in a week...why can't nature work this way?

Hugs to all and I look foward to reading your feelings of GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

 

ok, heres my bitch:

i'm losing weight, and i'm doing well...but the school serves crappy food. so i get tons of cravings, for really tasty delicious calorie-fattening food. so with that said, i was told that there is a new bar down the street from school that has pretty decent wings for 25 cents on some nights and they also have pretty decent beer, not just mass produced swill like bud and bud lite. so now i'm really craving chicken wings and they're glorious after taste - i can taste it now. and seeing as how the football playoffs are still going, well, it makes it damn hard to stick to a diet right now. i want chicken wings so badly...gah

another thing, its fucking cold walking down to the gym. seriously, the only reason why i get down there is because i go down with friends, otherwise i'd stay inside and be lazy. i swear this cold ruins my motivation to get down to the gym. the minute i step out the door, i'm like "fuck man, its cold....its fucking cold" and then i bitch all the way down there

nice thread, i'll be adding more bitches later - i have plenty

 

Ooh, ooh, my turn! Mine's weird though...

I've completely lost my appetite. I made some dietary changes the last few weeks, and I've been doing really well with it in ways... But one of the changes I was trying was remembering to eat throughout the day, instead of one big meal in the evening.

The last few days I've had to forcefeed myself, though. I know I'm not going to get anywhere if my body goes back into "starvation mode" and already I'm feeling lazy and slow from lack of calories. I've found myself avoiding food like I would avoid folding the laundry... "I should really eat. I'll do it after I finish this." <--- All day long like that. I finally make myself sit down to eat and only have a couple bites before I forget and wander off. Weird... =/

 

I hate that all of my friends are so god damn skinny and I'm not anymore. I also hat ethat they make comments about it because their jealous of my boobs. I also hate that I have an interview in LA tommorow and I'm gonna be hungvier. i also hate myspace.

 

Oh, I second that about myspace! Sometimes I think it's great to hear from people after a long time, but last week it caused so much fucking drama in my life when this guy started writing me who I didn't expect or want to ever hear from again. After six years. Acting just as if nothing had ever happened.... Grrrr.

 

I hate that half the town made new year resolutions to join the Y and now it's way overcrowded and no fun to go anymore. I hate that those 200 people all have to bring their sick kids to the daycare at the Y and make my kids sick too. I hate that I constantly make up excuses to not exercise, to not cut the dairy out of my diet. I hate that I used to be skinny, not just thin, but skin and bones beanpole skinny. Being plump wouldn't suck so much if I had always been this way. I hate not being able to buy bras in a brick and mortar store because nobody sells my size, not even the fat lady store in the mall.

 

I hate that I have to snack on long drives. I drove about 5 hours total today and ate a frozen yogurt, a vanilla latte, a blueberry oatmeal cookie (that was massive)...now I'm in sugar overload and feel lethargic from sitting for so long.

 

I hate that my gym is such a pain in teh ass to get to. I mean, it's technically on campus but it's on a far edge of campus, several blocks away from my college. I wouldn't mind the distance if there were ways to get to it via the tunnels my campus has but you can't, you have to walk for at least a block (And usually longer since they shut down one tunnel for repairs this year) out in the cold. With -40some weather, I don't wanna go walking that far! GRRR

 

I hate that no matter how long or hard I think about going on a diet or exercising I still don't. I hate how I'm in love with big guy and don't feel bad stuffing my face in front of him. I also hate that no matter how big my man gets I don't care, and how when I notice the extra extra flab on my legs and bitch he says he love me no matter what. and tells me to work on it then, but bitches when I ask him to ge tin shape with me.

I hate how I have no motivation and how when i'm depressed I'm not like some people who would rather not eat, because me, I love to eat.

I hate how my sister tells me I've lost a lot of weight and she is jealous, when I'm still wearing the same damn size, and she just bitches because she's gained more weight after having a kid rather than lossing it all plus more like her best friend.

I hate how men say they love you no matter what and find you attractive the way you are, then go look at nude pics of porn stars like Carmen Electra and expect me to beleive he doesn't want a porn star for a girl friend, and expects me not to think he feels ashamed of me because im not perfect.

I hate my fat cheeks, fat, loose stomach from loosing a few pounds, which now when I lose more weigh it wont matter because I'll just have a hand ful of sagging skin rather than fat and I don't have the damn money for a tummy tuck.
I hate my cottage cheese ass, and flabby arms and I hate the fat on my neck.

I hate how I can't just find some damn will power to change what I can and be happy with what I can't....

 

blechhh.... I understand how you feel... If my gut dropped off I would be a happy woman .... I look like circus freak!

 

I have a beer gut man and it bites and no matter how skinny I have been it is always there. I also hate that I had this really healthy dinner planned but now feel too tired to cook because I crashed from all that sugar. I hate lethargy and I just feel like going to bed now but I can't without my mom or people who call assuming that I am depressed.

 

mountain bikers who you have to stop the rotation of earth to let them pass by.

 

i smoke too much pot and get mad munchies and eat all night. first a sweet snack, then salty, then sweet, etc....that's after i get home from the greasy steakhouse where i work. usually i smoke before work, too, so an hour into my shift, i just HAVE to have some cheese fries.
i really should loose about 25 lbs. but i HATE working out, and it's way too cold where i am for hiking and stuff.
my wonderful bf doesn't care what i look like, and refuses to do what i say, which is YELL at me when i munch!!
ranting is good.
peace.

 

oh my god..... lol .... melonhead are you my doppleganger?



We joined the YMCA this weekend... finally somthing I can feel good about.

 

people who say they can leg press tons of weight on the seated leg press machine, when they can't even parallel squat with just a barbell on there back...but hey, i'll give them some phone numbers to some therapists when they slip a disk in their lower back

 

my period...I hate it man. I don't make myself so anything during it, but still it bites.

 

Ditto! I do so great all day, then I have my unwind smoke, and the pig fest begins. ahhH!!! And instead of a steakhouse, I work in a bakery!

I hate that when people in my house know I'm trying to lose weight, they ALWAYS offer me cookies and pizza and stuff, when normally they would avoid that stuff as well. WHAT THE HELL?!?!?! Jealous bastards.

I hate PMS too. Not only does it make me binge on all things chocolate for like a week straight, but once I see that belly bloat I get all flustered and mad which leads to more frustration eating.

 

I hate San Diego sometimes, just hate it and want to move to a place where people are less pretentious, not always on a tight schedule. I would like to live somewhere I feel comftrable leaving the house without make-up on.