You may or may not have read my
manifesto from close to a year ago wherein I declared that I was done obsessing about vanity pounds and translating weight and body fat into markers of self-worth and allowing the superficial ideal of being lean and "ideal" to permeate my feelings and impact my day. I thought you might be interested (or not) in an update on how that's going for me. The truth is, it's really tough to find balance. I definitely tipped the teeter-totter to the other side and, over the course of the past ten months, have not cried myself a river over the scale and have more or less tried to eat intuitively like a normal person. For a good while there I did not gain weight, but slowly weight (definitely fat) gain has insidiously spread across my belly. It definitely bothers me, because it's so hard to lose weight. I don't feel like a bad person as a result, but recognize that I need to examine my choices and tweak my lifestyle before I look (or feel) like this:

OK, the truth is lately I sometimes feel like our friend Jabba the Hutt. Which is bad since I continue to be a normal healthy weight. It's that sort of internalization that I need to fight against. At the same time, we feel better eating well (at least I do) so some of it might be a feedback loop or something. Anyhow, blah blah blah the point is that I am still working on finding that perfect balance where I am mentally healthy, physically healthy and well-nourished and not fat. It's hard, man.