What it feels like...
A thought crossed my mind the other day as I was leaving for my lunch break. I was trying to decide what to eat, and secretly being bummed that I couldn't grab some fried pickles at Buffalo Wild Wings with my co-workers. As I was leaving the parking lot I saw a "skinny" girl walking into The Hog Troth (you might know it as Golden Corral) and I thought to myself... I wonder what it feels like to never think about weight? It might sound silly to you, but the last time I remember not worrying about how much I weigh was probably Kindergarten. In my entire school age/adult life I have never known what it feels like to not be concerned with what the scale says. Every bite that enters my mouth and every step I take is calculated, and each outcome is analyzed. Did eating this and doing that make me lose or gain? Should I do more or less? I know I am not the only one who thinks this way. I just wonder what it feels like ...