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Let’s track Sierra’s weight gains and losses over the last year!!!

How is it that before I even realize that I’ve lost or gained weight, the people around me are making conversations about it? I swear every time I’ve altered even a kilogram, someone has mentioned it to me. Luckily, yesterday at karate I FINALLY heard what most of us want to hear, “You’ve lost weight, haven’t you?”

It’s true. Yours truly has lost about 7 pounds (wow, that’s actually pretty impressive when I say it in pounds—it’s just 3 kilos!!) since June. However, I only just began to FEEL different, so how can they already know?

So maybe my karate belt is an inch longer or my face is slightly thinner—but you have to be WATCHING for these things and making weekly notations in a dairy or something.

Don’t these people have LIVES outside of my bathroom scale?!?

Sorry, I just recently had an episode that’s making me more sensitive about this. I finally broke down crying in a restaurant bathroom when someone at a party patted my belly and told everyone that no one had to worry about what I was going to eat that night because I’m fat. (People were concerned because I don’t like sashimi and that was the main entree.)

I’ve tried very hard to remember this a “cultural difference” and not let it affect me too much. I can handle “Have you gained some weight this winter?” from friends, but a stranger PATTING my belly and telling me I’m fat? I don't think so. I couldn’t hold back the tears any longer and I was fortunate enough to have two wonderful friends to call and they both told me everything I needed to hear. (Thank you, you know who you are!)

Cultural difference… Humph. You try slurping your soup without cringing—it’s not as easy as it looks!

Okay, but seriously! I need to be a trooper. I have to fully accept my body so that I can let these comments roll off my back like agua on Gortex.

Gambaru!

With love, Your Fat Friend!