Obesity

OBESITY.

Its been on my mind for a while now.
Just everything about it, all the lies, all those stupid tall tales.
How everyone just tries to kid themselves about it, keeps telling themselves and everyone else lies, which only makes it worse.

I have to be quite cautious here.
Some people might get offended by what I have to say.
But see, the thing is, they really should know the truth.
After all, my blog is called “What Should be Yelled”, and this really needs to be yelled, screamed out for the whole world to hear.

You can’t deny that our nation and many others, are now so much more fat than what they used to be fifty, even twenty years ago. No one does any exercise anymore. Everyone eats so much junk. No one is every really hungry anymore. My dad tells me that twenty five years ago, three quarters of his class were like me: skinny but not anorexic, just fit and healthy. Now, three quarters of my class are not fat, but slighty podgy; I would be one of the skinniest. And thats just sad.

You know what Jaimee at work said to me today?
He told me that at any convenience store, almost anywhere in the world, the three biggest sellers are chips, soft drink and chocolate.

Do you have any idea how disgusting that is?
What it says about or world?

It sickens me that that is the case.
Whatever happened to everything in moderation?
Or “just as a treat”?

Nope, none of that anymore.
It’s all just eat, eat, eat, only think about food, food, food, stuff your face as often as possible with as much food as possible and that food being as unhealthy as possible, then “exercise, what’s exercise?”, and just sit in front of the tv doing nothing all day. It’s revolting to see that that’s what we have become.

Think about it.
When was the last time you were truly hungry?
Yeah, it takes a while to remember back that far doesn’t it.
Why can’t we eat when we’re hungry, when we have hunger pains?
Now, we eat when we think we need it, but because it’s been so long since you were hungry, you’ve forgotten that feeling of being hungry, and you just eat when you feel like it, which is so much more often than what you need to.

That’s fair enough. IF
a)The food is quite healthy; none of this chips and lollies and chocolate crap. and b) you do exercise to use up that energy you just put into your body by eating.

So many people don’t do any exercise at all.
YOU NEED TO DO EXERCISE.
And that’s proper, pushing yourself to the limits sort of exercise.
Where you feel the pain and you want to stop. But you don’t stop.
Don’t be a coward and stop. Push yourself so that you actually get a benefit out of doing this physical activity.

You know, I look around at what my friends are eating at lunchtime. And I am horrified. There is so much packaged food, and junk, and processed food, and actually just so much food in general. And I make a bet with you, about one out of twenty of them is actually hungry, they have hunger pains in their stomach, and they actually do enough exercise to deserve the amount of food and rubbish they are putting into their bodies.

It all comes down to two things.
Greed and laziness.

They are greedy and always want good, yummy, sweet things to eat, like chocolate cake or cookies or chips or pizza. Don’t you understand that these things taste SO much better when you only have them once or twice a fortnight? Not every fucking day like you all seem to have them.
YOU DON’T NEED THEM EVERY DAY.
AND NO, IT’S NOT COOL TO SAY THAT YOU DO.

As for exercise?
TOUGHEN UP PUSSYS, ITS NOT THAT HARD TO PUSH YOURSELF.
NO PAIN, NO FUCKING GAIN.

Your fat.
Do something about it.

I know that some people may think that its all very well for me to say all of this because I'm as skinny as a rake. Fast metabolism, plenty of time to do exercise, parents who support me, strong will, determination; whatever, they will say I’ve got it all.

But see the thing is I don’t.
But what I do have is the fear of being fat, unhealthy.
So I eat incredibly healthy. I have the minimal amount of food in my lunchbox. When I go to Chermside I try to avoid buying crap for lunch; I will go to Coles and buy healthy options. I hardly ever buy junk because I have a “craving” for it. Seriously, there is no such thing as cravings. Its all in you head, and you can ignore them. There are so many opportunities these days to buy crap. Everyone sells chocolates at school. The tuckshop is always open. There are fast food shops everywhere. But you know what I do? I ignore all of them. Because I know they’re bad for me. I have a strong enough will to ignore all of the signs telling me that I need to eat this and I need to try that. Because I know that I don’t need to have those things; a human can live perfectly well on fruit, vegetables and water for their whole life. And you know what? When I do, every once in a while, buy some chocolate or have tuckshop, it tastes so much better than what it would had if I had it every day. I appreciate it more because its special, not the norm. Seriously, you don’t need chocolate to survive.

And I exercise because I don’t want to be fat. I push myself because I don’t want to be a coward and I am determined to be strong and bear the “pain” that pushing yourself makes you feel.

Anyone can do that. Anyone can be healthy and do exercise. Don’t you dare tell me that its too hard, because it isn’t. What about all of those peasants who lived 200 years ago who hardly had enough food for their family and had to do everything themselves; none of these cars or electrical appliances to do everything for them like me have. We have made life too easy, and now we’re getting fat and unhealthy.

So what I’m saying, meanly I know but still more truthfully than anyone else has said,
YOUR FAT, AND YOUR FAT, AND YOUR FAT.
Stop being so weak and cowardly and loose some weight.

Because it isn’t that hard.

Being fat is bad because you don’t look perfect. It doesn’t matter what you look like.
Being fat is bad because its showing the world that you’re a weak person, that you can’t push yourself exercising or that you’re not strong enough to ignore “cravings”.
Personally, that’s what I don’t like.
You may as well have a neon sign on your forehead saying “I’m a coward”
And I don’t like looking like a coward.

Do you?