#BEDM Day 16: Please Do Not Feed Or Tease The Blogger
Something difficult about your “lot in life” and how you’re working to overcome it
My lot in life? Hmm. I take that to mean something in my life that I have no control over. I guess the only thing that I can really put into that category is my basic physiology.
I always wanted to be a willowy, slender elf, all cheekbones and abs. instead, Nature has saddled me with a body that craves sugar and carbohydrates, fat and protein, puts muscle on if I so much as stand up from a chair, is appallingly good at storing fat and appallingly bad at losing it. I am, literally, big-boned. I have big, broad shoulders, a barrel chest, wide hips, gigantic calves and thighs and a liberal coating of fat covering it all. I detest all forms of vegetable and salad – sometimes it physically revolts me. Conversely, I could literally eat a joint of pork all on my own right down to the bone and crackling fat makes me weep with joy. If I had to eat the same thing for every meal, every day, ever, it would be pizza.
My current mission in life is to lose weight. It’s really hard (especially on days like today when I am quite badly hungover and want nothing in the world so much as a stodgy pizza to bring me back round) and for the last year I have been hitting the 15 stone mark and bouncing off, like a bee trying to fly through glass.
I have a physical job, which is both a help and a hindrance – it keeps me active but it also keeps my metabolism, and so my appetite, at peak levels, and trying to manage my calorie intake against that constant torrent of hunger is what is the most difficult thing in my life at the moment. Today I’m probably going to fail at that – I really want that pizza.