I love Swedish Fish. The candies, I mean, not actual fish from Sweden. I actually can't stop eating them at the moment. I mean, I could if I wanted to, but I don't want to. Thinking about it has actually brought up some worries about next year for me.
I might have forgotten to say, but I'm going to Bennington College next fall [insert super-excited dance here]. I visited and loved it, and it may sound stupid, but lately I've been thinking about the whole freshman 15 thing. And I know that we're supposed to love our bodies or whatever, but I'm pretty sure that a step towards loving my body includes not gaining fifteen pounds. Which brings me back to the Swedish Fish. What if I can't control myself, and end up with cavities, and...and...obesity? I would not know what to do. Colleges usually have gyms (Bennington included), but I really hate exercising, for the most part. I love to walk (which doesn't count as exercise, because it's easy) and ride my bike, but that's about it, I think. In any case, I really hate running. So much. I don't run unless I'm trying to catch a bus.
I've already spent so much time hating the way that I look, and I'm kind of sick of it. I'm just not sick of it enough to run. Running actually makes me miserable. But someday, I want to look in the mirror and like what I see for a change. Which means no more Swedish Fish next year.
I might have forgotten to say, but I'm going to Bennington College next fall [insert super-excited dance here]. I visited and loved it, and it may sound stupid, but lately I've been thinking about the whole freshman 15 thing. And I know that we're supposed to love our bodies or whatever, but I'm pretty sure that a step towards loving my body includes not gaining fifteen pounds. Which brings me back to the Swedish Fish. What if I can't control myself, and end up with cavities, and...and...obesity? I would not know what to do. Colleges usually have gyms (Bennington included), but I really hate exercising, for the most part. I love to walk (which doesn't count as exercise, because it's easy) and ride my bike, but that's about it, I think. In any case, I really hate running. So much. I don't run unless I'm trying to catch a bus.
I've already spent so much time hating the way that I look, and I'm kind of sick of it. I'm just not sick of it enough to run. Running actually makes me miserable. But someday, I want to look in the mirror and like what I see for a change. Which means no more Swedish Fish next year.
You are beautiful.
ReplyDeleteIt's far easier to say it than to believe it, I know, but you are. Whether you have 15 more pounds on you next year or not.
Walking totally counts as exercise, too. And I'm sure you'll be doing a lot more of it in college.
Part of being beautiful is being happy. And if eating Swedish fish makes you happy, you should eat them. And if running makes you miserable, don't run. Find some other way to exercise that makes you happy. Maybe rock climb. Maybe dance around your room. Maybe just ride your bike everywhere. I doubt you'll ever become obese - and if you do, you'll still be beautiful if you are happy.
Thanks Ellen. I know the whole thing is stupid, but, you know. It's just a teenage girl thing I guess.
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