Comprehension... Finally.

Does it ever seem to you like all of the world is talking about something you have absolutely no interest in?

This happens to me a lot. Most of my friends are the fit, healthy sort, so there's a lot of conversation about who runs for how long, or what kind of workouts they do, and sometimes even what they eat or don't eat, in a diet sort of manner. Now as a fat girl, these conversations make me very nervous. I'm always waiting for the inevitable, the conversation to turn to me... at which point I must say something akin to yeah I go to the gym and I try to eat right. Luckily for me, I have thus far managed to avoid these conversations. But right now, in my Damn That Little Black Dress state, I completely understand them.

In hopes of getting into the aforementioned dress I'm trying really hard to eat healthier (and less) and work out more, or at least on a regular basis. (I have a gym membership, but I tend to go in spurts. Five or six days in a row for a couple weeks, then once or twice a week, then once every couple weeks, then back to five or six days week thus perpetuating the loop.) So right now, that's kind of all that's on my mind. How much of this should I eat? How many calories did my morning constitutional burn? Which pilates DVD should I do? What should I do if all of this work doesn't cause me to lose any weight?

I've thus thrust myself into the throws of a conversation I don't want to have. Yikes. So if you see me, and I'm rambling about what I ate (or didn't eat as the case may be) and how much exercise I got, please smile politely, nod, and change the topic. PLEASE.