I'd kill for my college/high school body.
I'd kill to keep mine away. I'm probably about 35 lbs. overweight at the moment, but back then I was almost 30 underweight and the fat looks a lot better on me than its opposite.
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I'd kill for my college/high school body.
I'd kill to keep mine away. I'm probably about 35 lbs. overweight at the moment, but back then I was almost 30 underweight and the fat looks a lot better on me than its opposite.
See, I remain stupidly optimistic that I will one day be able to fit back into the couple of boxes of trousers I still have stashed in the attic. Of course, I need to find at least three hours a day to do the yoga in order to make it happen, but who knows?
My friend was thinking that her hips are just wider now, no matter how skinny she could get now.
In Batman news, I'm going to kill M. I called him from the bus on Friday to tell him to get the tickets. Did he get them? No he did not. I swear.
Gronk. Still not awake. I hate dragging ass on Mondays. Meh.
At the moment I'd be happy if I could get back down to 220.
Kalshane, if it helps any, I'd have thought you were about 215/220 just by looking at you. You're a tall guy with broad shoulders.
I'd like to have my college knees. But if I have to take some of my college stupidity along with them, I'll keep my shoe inserts instead.
My friend was thinking that her hips are just wider now, no matter how skinny she could get now.
I think my hips are the same. With me, it was just post-kid flab. I'm very afraid of what sort of state I'll be in after Number Two arrives.
You're a tall guy with broad shoulders.
And therefore not a sister to whom I should say "sing it, sister."
Weight aside, I'd like to be the size I was when I graduated from college (which is about 2-3 sizes smaller than I am now, and I remember thinking I was fat *then,* which is sort of bitterly ironic, since I'd be ecstatic to be that size today).
I'm very afraid of what sort of state I'll be in after Number Two arrives.
Well, of course you'll be fabulous. Also tired.
It's fascinating being in such a weight-concerned milieu as krav. I say concerned, not obsessed, since there are no actual requirements to change our weights -- we're just doing this recreationally (most of us -- there is one guy who fights at 130 and can change his weight very precisely). But there's the concern where the 5'2 130lb girl realises that the lightest of her sparring partners are 145, and the heaviest is near 200.
Or the concern where I moan about a 135lb guy still being stronger than me. It just doesn't seem fair.
It's weirdly casual. "Hey -- can I have someone nearer 150 to practice on a couple times? No offence -- yadda yadda." "None taken," shrugs the 110lb woman.