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Who You Callin Skinny??

I hate being called skinny! Or "little"-that one really drives me crazy.

Okay, so maybe I am little, but I don't have to be told that, I already know! I wouldn't go up to an overweight person and say, "You're so big!" I mean, I'm sure people mean it as a compliment...but it's not a compliment to me.

Call me lean, that's fine. Call me athletic or muscular or toned or fit, but just don't call me skinny or little!!

On another note, maybe I'm just in a bad mood today or something, but I am so freakin' tired of hearing about Paleo! I don't want to feel guilty for having a piece of cheese or toast. I'm tired of thinking about what I eat so much. So what if I have a Carbmaster yogurt everyday, or, oh my goodness,a protein shake with artificial sweetener! Oh NO!

I've made a lot of positive changes in the last few months, and I'm at a point with my diet where I am happy with the way I eat. I'm eating way more vegetables, less grains, and *mostly* natural foods. I feel good about that. I have gotten leaner, but I actually think I look a little better with more bodyfat. I don't want to look scrawny, that's my biggest fear!

However there is one thing that I am going to work, and that is not going overboard with my cheat meals anymore(see previous post!). I will eat until I am completely full, stuffed maybe(probably), but no more continuing the the cheat meal into the rest of the weekend! That means I'm not going to bake as often because there's always way too much left over. I'll probably just cut the recipes in half from now on.

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  1. TheFitnessFreakNovember 17, 2010 at 8:12 AM

    We have to remind ourselves Lindsay, the only people who will appreciate being fit vs. skinny or little, are the ones who regularly workout as well. I know how hard you work to look that way but there will always be people who think it's just good genes. Keep your head up and know most people who are calling you skinny are calling you that because they wish they could be called that.

    Nicole

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  2. LindsayNovember 17, 2010 at 9:15 AM

    Thanks! I know that, and I have to not let it bother me so much!!

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