But now that I'm focusing more on being healthy instead of just trying to lose weight for vanity reasons (make no mistake, that is still a driving force), I think it would be gross if my insides looked like the junk food in aisle nine at the grocery store. I never even walk down that aisle.
This topic came to my mind last night when I was at Subway ordering my 6-inch turkey/lettuce/onion/peppers/cucumbers sandwich. The teenage girl in front of me ordered a footlong chicken and swiss cheese sub with a pool of chipotle sauce squeezed on top. It was seriously sickening how much sauce she had on that thing—it was soupy looking and pouring off the edges of the bread. Gross. I wish I had brought my camera so I could have snapped a pic! She probably would have taken it as a compliment—I think in some weird way she was trying to show off to her friends. Subway sandwiches are the easiest way to incorporate veggies into your meal, but she didn't even want lettuce. Oh, and she got a large Mountain Dew to drink. Ew. And then, she called her mom to tell her that she was at Subway with her friends, but wasn't eating, so she'd be home for dinner. So what, is she eating two dinners? (P.S. She is all of 90 pounds soaking wet). Oh boy, those Upper East Side kiddos! Well at least there was no talk of finding clean prostitutes and planning a chaperone-free trip around Europe—not that I heard of, that is.
The thing that skinny-fat people need to realize is that one day their metabolism will slow down, and then what? Going to the gym and eating healthfully for the first time will be so much harder at 35. What about you: Would you want to be skinny-fat?