Earlier this week, a federal health advisory panel recommended that obese adults receive intensive counseling in order to address the mounting obesity epidemic in America. The U.S. Preventive Services Task Force encouraged doctors to identify and aid obese patients by providing counseling, or referring them to a weight loss-oriented program.
Specially targeted: patients with a body mass index of 30 or more — which is currently one in three Americans. Keep reading »
Losing weight isn’t easy. I mean, it’s easy to SAY you’ll “eat less and exercise” but what do you eat? Which exercises do you do? Are there any shortcuts? If not, are there at least any LONGcuts, that will definitely work? Sadly, I don’t have the answers to these questions. I’m a blogger who drank 70 ounces of chicken gravy for lunch. Yes, I’m disgustingly obese, but I get my self-esteem in other ways, like my being incredible at lovemaking, and knowing how to throw my fast-food wrappers directly into the garbage can from distances of over 20 feet. I’m getting off topic here, but the point is, I don’t have a lot of great tips on how to lose weight, but I do have a bunch of terrible ones. And they involve, among other things, the techniques in this gallery. Read on! Read more…
In case you haven’t heard, Kelly Clarkson has a new boyfriend (who just happens to be Reba McEntire’s stepson, Brandon Blackstock), and she’s also looking noticeably slimmer lately. Coincidence? She says no:
“I have a boyfriend, and if I’m being completely honest, no one likes to be not toned when you are dating someone. I’m eating better and working out, but I’ve always fluctuated within 20 pounds. I tone whenever I want, and I chose to now because my boyfriend and I are both really into it. But we don’t work out together. We did that once and I didn’t like huffing and puffing. I didn’t like looking all red and gross, so I don’t do that.”
This got me thinking about how our relationship status often affects our bodies and body image… Keep reading »
I started watching what I ate around third grade. A boy in my class had made a crack about my weight — an aspect of my physical self I’d never even pondered before — and, suddenly, I was self-conscious about and uneasy in my body. I didn’t dive into actual, formal diets until much later, but third grade marked the beginning of my weight obsession. An obsession that lasted beyond my college years. I won’t bore you with the details because honestly? They’re textbook self-loathing and body dysmorphia. My story could be anyone’s. Keep reading »
In a landscape littered with unscientific and downright stupid weight loss products, it takes something extra stupid to get our attention. Fortunately, weight loss is a big business, and some of the products on the market today seem purely intended to find out how far they can go before we call bullshit. After all, surely nobody is really out there buying… Read more!
I used to be really skinny. So skinny my ribs stuck out.
Everywhere I went, women said, “You’re so skinny! Oh my god. I’m jealous.”
I had friends that were more gorgeous than me, but it was OK, because I was really skinny.
“I wish I was as skinny as you,” they said.
I smiled. I said, “Nah, whatever.” Keep reading »