Hey all,
I hate the idea of writing a blog...of being a blogger....but then here I am blogging my blogger ways. I dunno why...perhaps b/c my older sister told me she hated blogs. anywho...
I'm enjoying a cup of soup at Panera/scratch that I ENJOYED past tense totally just finished it, and I started thinkin' grrrrroooooaaaan, ITS THEM!
It's the middle age women who have ripped bodies even as they carry their newly vaginally ejected babies. They come bouncing in here in their short tennis skirts after their lesson with Rufus the six foot tall male model tennis instructor.
I do not hate these women...but they do make me feel this extreme amount of..."THE WORLD IS SO UNFAIR!"
I'm 22, I'm in recovery for an eating disorder...I've put on weight...and these 40 something girlie women giggle on in, in their size XYZ pants and little girl bodies. I am sure they are lovely women who probably save starving babies in their spare time.
BUT COME ON!
I get this way sometimes. This NO NO NO! I OBJECT! stamp feet!
Its when I am feeling particularly body sensitive. ME! SENSITIVE! SHEW!
I'm going to kickboxing tonight! My roommate is this major athlete-ish bad ass.
I spent so many years starving/bingeing/purging rinse and repeat...that my body attacked itself...yes indeed my body was EATING itself! gross I know. But because of this my muscle mass has deteriorated...So I'm working on building my muscle back up again.
ah I'm sorry I am so scattered. LONG DAY.
-Hannah
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