Saturday, July 16, 2011

Chapter One; Or, Tongue-in-Cheek

I'm smart - a straight A student my whole life -, friendly, well-read, fairly creative and artistic, and have been known to have the occasional moment of witty genius, and I'm fat. Not morbidly obese like those hapless people you see on extreme makeover shows, but my chances of becoming any kind of model other than the plus-sized variety are impossible at best. You see, I was unfortunate enough to inherit the MacNeil genes in regard to my size. The MacNeil family is descendant from a clan from the brutal Scottish north and as such have a habit of producing tall, burly, strong men that, at least in the old days, chose similar women with whom to mate. After many years of this pattern, it came as no surprise when Shirley MacNeil produced four such Viking-esque children that grew to be men that averaged 6' 4" and 250 lbs. The second youngest of these offspring happens to be my father. And while he broke with the tradition and married a petite (at least by comparison) woman, my father ended up having three tall, strong sons. Oh, and me.

You see, rather than having the good sense to give me the Stranz family genes, which happen to be much slimmer and more suited to a female, God decided to saddle me with the MacNeil genes. Which mean I'm 5' 10" and have been struggling with being overweight since I was 10. Because, as everyone subconsciously knows, it's ok for boys to be heavier - they can play football, rugby or wrestle and are valued for their size. But a girl who's heavy? Yikes. There's no place for her.

Now, it's probably not fair for me to blame all of my weight issues on a poor choice by His Holiness when I was in the womb. I've always had a good appetite and an early discovery of my fondness for sweets and their power to solve all problems most definitely contributed to the crisis in which I currently find myself. All I'm saying is this: if He had seen fit to bless me with the slender figure and high metabolism of the Stranz clan, I doubt I'd be the disaster that I am.

1 comment:

  1. Just remember that the only opinion that matters is your own. If you are healthy and happy with yourself, you are living as you were meant too. If your weight becomes a health problem or it limits what you can do actively, seek to correct it then.

    Valkyries are some of the most beautiful creatures in the Viking lore and the more i think about it, i find myself wondering something. Do you like to ride white horses and wear battle armor?

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