July 15, 2006 at 10:52 am
215. I like it when I weigh numbers that are multiples of five. They seem cleaner somehow. It’s getting exciting hitting these numbers that I haven’t seen since grunge was popular. Before you know it we’ll hit the era when Paula Abdul was a top ten recording artist!
Another notable milestone of the week: I watched a video of myself and it didn’t make me vomit the chicken and cheese I had for lunch! Amazing! I didn’t even need to throw up in my mouth a little.
At work we’re doing some video production for a project and needed to use a green screen. Only, real green screens cost a lot of money, so instead my boss bought two large strips of retina-burning green fabric which I sewed together with my sewing machine, thus showing off my new mad sewing skillz. Then we had to test the green screen, so call me short and furry because I was the guinea pig. I did some jumping jacks and twirled around like a two-year-old on Coco Puffs and we composited me into one of those PC vs. Mac commercials. It was funny. No, you may not see it.
When I was really, really, fat there were very few things worse than having to watch myself on video. For a speech class my junior year of college we had to critique video tapes of ourselves giving our speeches. I would rather have given a speech in front of the entire college than be forced to watch a tape of myself giving it. When I weighed 372 pounds I really didn’t have a sense of how big I appeared or how I looked when I moved around, so when I saw it in living color I was basically horrified. I’d watch the tape in fast-forward instead, which in itself is rather funny because any nervous speech-giving tendencies you have get exaggerated. If you sway, you appear to wobble back and forth like a bowling pin. If you gesticulate, you look like you’re fighting off ghosts.
But yesterday I watched this video of myself acting like a dork and was not horrified at all. In fact, I was pretty damn satisfied. Sure, I still want to lose another 55 pounds, but damn, I look good! Lately, I’ve been so in love with myself that it is rather disgusting. It just might make me throw up in my mouth a little.