Honestly, no. I hate my body. It's a constant struggle against the size of my waist and hips and the cellulite on my butt. Hate it. I do work out and eat mostly all right, but it doesn't matter. All my life I've been a hypercompetitive person, and when it comes to my body, things are no different. Clothes never fit the way I want them to, the scale is always too high, and I'm embarrassed by the way I look. Mr. Cedar wants me to lose some weight, too, so I use that as incentive (I'm 5'4", about 130 lbs, and wear a size 4 or 6). Current goal is to get back to a comfortable size 4, which is where I was before I hurt my back last year and had to go without physical activity for about seven months.
It's funny...I'm not hard on other people about their weight, just myself. I mean, it's no secret that too many Americans are overweight, but I don't concern myself with them. Call me focused
