Fat jokes, even in good humor, are not particularly funny. They are less funny when aimed at you and repeatedly accompanied with a playful pinch at your love handle.
Instead of pouting, I retorted. When that didn’t make it stop, I pouted. Finally, I retreated.
Once I pulled back - I had the chance to think about my responses and injured ego. In reality - I knew the intention had been to motivate me for the half-marathon I’m hoping to complete in January. This was classic negative motivation and exactly the opposite of what I needed. Then - I made my move. No blame, no complaining. I just ASKED for the support I need. The response all around was given in a “Hell YEAH.”
Sometimes the easiest route is the direct one. Life and people can’t give you what you haven’t asked for!
You’re a better woman than me. That kind of criticism would have been greeted with an F-off here! And neither party would be happy or supported.
Michelle O'Neil
November 3rd, 2008