Monday, 5 January 2004 - 8:12 PM GMT
Yeah but you're a wee nipper (as in young!). I was skinny and could eat WTF I liked all the way till I was 27 - when suddenly decades of bad eating habits and even longer of no exercise ballooned me out like the Nutty Professor, and just as fast. Suddenly, I was increasing a clothes size every month. Given that half of that lard was in a death grip around my internal organs, this was not some frilly fuss about body image. I couldn't run for two minutes without puking.
I'm not trying to be some mincing girlie crappy dieter - if I put on a stone in four days over this Christmas, that's not a coincidence, it means I'm behaving in the wrong ways and I need to do something about it.
Of course it's relative, if three years ago someone had told me that anyone my size now was 'fat', I'd have shouted 'fat and happy?' and waved a cream cake in their face. But how you feel about how you look is an incredibly deeply held personal prejudice. I've never learnt so much about myself as the year that I took control of my eating and exercise habits. It's the only time I've ever dieted, and I'm not about to go through that @#%$! again in any sort of a hurry.
So, although I sounded dimwitted, stupid, gullible, attention seeking and flippant, I was actually only one of the above.
But I sniggered at your choice of best line from Love Actually.