My gym has a Biggest Loser competition. I was there last night during the "opening ceremony" and I got to see all the hopefuls. Some people are merely chubby, like me. Some people are pretty big. And then there are those people that you just really really want to stick with the program because they are the kind of folks that reality shows are made about.
I was knocking out push-ups when the contestants started to parade in front of us. I was dripping on the floor and I looked up and had an epiphany.
Last week in Sunday School, I taught the lesson about how you're either on the path to God or you're not, and it's every little decision you make every day that decides what path you're on.
When I look at a morbidly obese person, I feel 2 things:
- I feel pity and disgust. (I know, I'm a terrible person.)
- I feel scared.
Why do I feel scared? Because I see my face on their body. I see a distorted image of my own body. I see where those french fries I crave will send me. I see the consequences of eating the way I WANT to eat.
If you put all these together, it becomes that I disgust myself when I don't make correct choices. My everyday decisions about what food I eat and what I drink and how I move are what decide my outcome. I'm either on the path to Health or I'm not.
All this said, I'm not giving up my pizza.
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All hail pizza. ;)
And just in case you think something is wrong with you, I have a very distorted image of myself. So you're in good company. :D
We're all just a slice of pie away....
No - there's nothing wrong with feeling that way. It would be wrong if you looked down on them as somehow inferior... then that would be a different story. The fact that you feel fear tells me that you feel a connection (albeit, uncomfortable and undesirable).
When I feel the same thing that you do (although not triggered by the same stimulus), I think of R.E.M.'s "Country Feedback," especially the line, "I was central, I had control, I lost myself... I need this! I need this..."
Words written from the other side of the story.
We must love the fatties!
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