Diary of a Mad Editor

I suppose what’s spawned this burst of quickie posts about my weight is that over the weekend, several people came up to me and commented about my rapid weight gain — which is, I suppose, just as shocking to them as my dramatic weight loss was during my long battle with cancer. That, and the fact that every time I turn on the television there’s some commercial for how to lose belly fat. It’s bad enough to be severely overweight without being constantly reminded of it by others. And of course, when you try to explain that the weight gain is related to a health problem, they never really believe you. They just assume you’re sitting around all day eating buckets of KFC and Ben & Jerry’s Chunky Monkey. Which is funny because a couple of these people saw me in the supermarket — and what did I have in my little shopping basket? And how did I get to the store? I had fruit in my basket and a bottle of Fiji water and I’d walked to the store. It’d be different if they saw me in McDonald’s and I had a tray full of Big Macs. It’s frustrating.