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I got to thinking the other day that lots of us go through moments that are totally embarassing regarding our weight. Sometimes they're funny, sometimes they just plain hurt and sometimes...there just isn't anything to say.

Here's mine:

My fiancee and I had taken a trip on a romantic overnight get-away. It's really neat the way they have it set up. There are 4 cottages that are on the same acre. They're far enough away from one another that they are private. Each one is fully equipt with a king sized bed, a double standing shower, a jacuzzi, a hot tub, a kitchen, a sauna, massage table, dining room, couch and entertainment center, etc. It's really quite nice. Jason and I, for the second year in a row, went to this place. And for the second year in a row...we got the same woman to do our couples massage. Now, from last year...I knew this woman didn't know how to keep her trap shut. But I didn't think that she'd say anything like this!

She set up her table, got all of her stuff ready and prompted Jason and I to get into our robes. I didn't bother wearing anything under mine since women know what women parts look like and Jason's already seen me naked. The woman lifted the sheet, turned her head away...waiting for me to climb onto the table. To be funny, I hollared at Jason across the room, "Honey!! Don't peek!!" And no shit...the woman promptly asked, "Why? Did you just have a baby?". I was shocked. Too shocked to even say anything. A quick glance at Jason pretty much mirrored my shock...and he knew I was inches away from strangling the woman. "No", I replied, "I don't have ANY children".

Okay...everyone else now!!

I'm pretty much down to 4 pairs of pants that I can wear to work now.

I've split all my work pants, including 2 pair in one night!

At least my gym pants still fit....barely!

Also I got asked 4 times in one week if I was pregnant, thats really when I kicked my butt into gear with the excercise. Although I haven't seen major results, I haven't ripped any more pants and I can at least comfortably sit in my workout pants. I lost 2inches off my rearend! And my belly doesnt seem to poke out so much anymore

Other than scheduled rest days, I've only missed one day of excercise.

I fell over backwards because I was leaning back in a chair in the library. It was dead silent and I dragged a stack of books and papers down with me trying to find some purchase.

I stayed under the table until someone asked me if I was all right.

Edit: Er, I guess this doesn't have anything to do with weight since I wasn't overweight at the time, but it was embarrassing nevertheless.

This is not weight related, but I wanted to die anyway...

When I was in college, there was this amazingly handsome quarterback that was just BEAUTIFUL. I was completely smitten. Of course, he was a Senior and WAAAY out of my league. Somehow I got him in one of my classes. I sat behind him so I could look at him and sigh. (How pathetic)
So, using the excuse that we had a class together, I started calling him on a daily basis. Many times I would lose my nerve and just hang up. I rarely left any messages and I maybe spoke twice to him on the phone. Well, a short time later, my hugely out-of-proportion crush waned a bit and I had my eye on another more achievable male. So, my best friend and I were standing on the balcony as BOTH of these guys walked out of the door below us. Guy #2 asked me for my number so he could call me later and arrange our date. When I spouted out my digits, a look of recognition and amazement came over guy #1. "Hey", he shouted, "that number is on my caller ID ALL THE TIME! IT'S YOU!!!!". I could have died.

This has been the story of a stalker unveiled. Thank you for listening.

Oh, my...I still blush and it has been almost 10 years. Geesh...the things we do when we are so young.

You almost killed me. Try to be more considerate in the future.

Believe me...I shall try. I hope to never have to share a similar story again in my entire lifetime. BUT-it's these crazy things that make us more interesting people...and teaches us lessons about stalking and the like.

I have no idea what you're talking about - I was referring to my almost dying laughing. And I clearly didn't mean it. Made my whole damn week, and it's only 10am on Monday morning. <3

Oh, I knew what you meant. I got a good full laugh out of your reaction. You cracked me up.

First that comes to mind, besides for the usual not being able to go certain places, do certain things, sit down at certain fixed tables and chairs in restaurants, is this:

Last year my girlfriend, myself, and a bunch of friends all got tickets to a Rock festival in Austria. It's three nights and it's camping. My girlfriend, of course, knows all about my weight issues so we spent a long time planning everything out.

Now I go to a lot of concerts and one of the worst things about my weight gain is that unless I am drinking a lot just standing still for a whole concert really takes it out of my back and feet and knees . . .

So we decide that as this is three day festival, with bands from 12 in the day to 12 at night, and camping (which means in a large field), that one of the most important things I need is a chair to sit in. (On top of being overweight I also have a bad back that I hurt years before when I was slim.) I cannot sit comfortably on flat ground for more than 15-20 minutes and my feet get very sore after standing for a while.

So I drive her cracked looking for a foldable chair that is cheap, is big enough, and will get through with our hand luggage because we didn't have time when we got there to wait for checked luggage.

Eventually we find one.

I think everyone knows where this story is going!

First day there. Tents all set up. Me and all my friends and a bunch of people I don't know all sitting in a circle (they all had chairs too) and - the inevitable - the legs of the chair buckle under my weight and, slowly at first, I start to move before falling flat on my arse with the broken wreckage of my chair under me. Everyone watching, everyone too polite to laugh or to say the obvious.

Needless to say I was very sore that weekend.

I have one. I got down to 176 before all my baby drama the first half of this year. First off, I didn't know I was pregnant for about 3 months. I kept taking tests and they were nego and even took one at the office and begged for a blood draw. So I suspected I was pregnant but didn't get a definate answer until I got an ultrasound around 12 weeks...this embarassing moment happened before that.
I was gaining weight, with a freakin insatiable appitite. It was driving me crazy. but I was literally starving, with hunger pangs, all the time. My ass of course started getting bigger. My ass is the first place that starts getting bigger when I gain. what can I say, I sport a natural j-lo bootay. So, I'm at the grocery store and some lady who has worked there for a long time said "you're pregnant, you carry your babies in your booty, I can tell" I gave her a stink eye that literally made her flinch. I was standing there with my SO whom I'd been swearing up and down to that I wasn't knocked up and here was this crazy lady telling me I was not only pregnant but having a bootay baby...the nerve of that bitch.
I think a week or two later I figured out that I was pregnant. And she's right, I carry babies in my bootay...I don't get a baby bump till I'm about 5 months or more...but my ass gets huge.

Wow, some of these are pretty good!

Nevermind the "non-weight related" ones. They're all for a good giggle or squint

but an embarassing one none the less, a few months ago i was in my sisters house and i hadnt seen her for a while as she lives miles away. We were sitting in her kitchen having a cup of tea and cake and my 7 year old nephew came in , looked at me and said "Auntie lizzy your really fat"

I thought i was going to die!!!!

I was in the house again last week and he didnt say it to me again, yay!!!!

I was at a party at a friends I barely knew and someone had eaten all of some cake or something, everyone looked at me. I didn't even know half these people but because I'm fat it was assumed it was me.

It wasn't and the two people who did eat it came forward (it wasn't like they werent supposed to, it was just gone really fast.) But it was very embarrassing for me.

Extremely.

I hate that kind of stuff.

Two and a half years ago. Went to the amusement park near me. Tried to ride a roller coaster and was too big to fit in. Haven't been back to one since. Maybe in another 40lbs. Was embarassing waiting on my friends to finish their ride.

Ouch.