A Mind is a Terrible Thing to “Waist”

Today I read that one of supermodel Kate Moss’ favorite mottos is:

 “Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels.” 

 Now, I have to interject here that she qualifies this by saying that even though she tries to remember this, it doesn’t always work for her. 

Even with that disclaimer, I would like to add my take on this:  horse patootie!

Yes, there was a time long, long ago in a galaxy far, far away where I, too, would have subscribed to that motto.  I would deny myself not only sweets, pastries and the lovelier gastronomic delicacies, but also the basic necessities of existence—like food itself— in my desire to attain or maintain a girlish figure. 

Back in the early 1970s my Starter Husband and I endured the infamous Atkins diet, where one ate only meat, and maybe some eggs, for every meal….every day.  The sheer boredom and monotony of that diet was enough to trigger weight loss.  I think that’s the reason why I couldn’t look another steak in the face for years. 

Yes, the weight came off,  but I was so famished and woozy that I couldn’t enjoy the skinniness without having to go lie down for a bit first. 

I don’t think this is what Kate meant by her comment. 

And I have to laugh, somewhat ruefully to be sure, at how “fat” I thought I was at that time in my life—fat enough, in my mind, to put myself through such torture.  I wish I was as “fat” now as I was then! 

No, I don’t weigh anywhere near what I did almost 40 years ago, and to be brutally frank, I don’t give a rat’s ass if I don’t.  I could deny myself all the things I enjoy—like chocolate, the gift of the gods—but would I really feel any better if I did?  (And if I became truly “skinny”, what would I do with all the surplus skin?  I bet Kate never had to worry about that one.)

I walk two miles almost every day and try to eat in moderation, with the occasional splurge—about which I refuse to feel guilty. 

I’ll never again look like the young woman of my late 20s, but I’m comfortable with the old bat I’ve become in my 60s. 

To honor the many ladies who take issue with Ms. Moss, I dedicate this ATC. 

May we all eat for the right reasons.

vegetarian

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5 thoughts on “A Mind is a Terrible Thing to “Waist”

  1. Have you ever heard of the term “hangry”? It’s a combination of the words hungry + angry. If I get too hungry, “hangry” is the result. Just ask my husband…he can always tell when I’ve crossed that line. :)

  2. I read that quote of Kate’s yesterday and thought it was really sad and pathetic. I love food and I can’t imagine having an attitude like Kate’s.

    And I love the term “hangry”… my husband will love that one. He knows what I am like when I don’t eat!

    If only more women had your attitude toward eating and life, TTPT!

    • Thanks Natalie! I talk the talk, but it’s not always easy walking the walk. I’d love to lose 10 pounds, but it probably ain’t gonna happen—especially with the holidays upon us. It’s really ironic—my daughter can’t eat anything with wheat in it, so she stays thin because that eliminates breads and pastries (except for the gluten-free kind—yuck.) And my husband can’t tolerate anything with fat in it, so he stays skinny. Kind of like having Jack Sprat and his wife as relatives. :)

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