Weighing In

i've never been one on intimate terms with scale readings, but having noticed that my clothes are fitting slightly looser than normal, i've been paying the bathroom more visits. it feels like a new addiction. i step on the scale every morning and as soon as i get back at night. at times i've even checked it before and after meals, as well as bowel movements. a bit excessive, no?!? well, i haven't gone so far as to record each reading.

i know it's more about how you look and feel, but i've been suckered into caring too much about the number. on the one hand, i feel like i'm taking part in a shared experience among women (we're supposed to be preoccupied with our weights, right?) yet there's also this lurking sense of alienation. any gal wanting to lose a few pounds will get words of advice and encouragement from friends, but unless you're heroin-addict-thin, wanting to gain weight is socially unacceptable. other than confounded glances and being called crazy, the only advice i've received is "go eat McDonald's". yeah ok...i don't want health problems, thanks. maybe it sounds like i'm mocking the obsession with weight that people have, but really i just want to gain another 5-10lbs. does that warrant all the snarky comments? i'm not looking for sympathy but how about some support instead, bitches :P