Seriously, it’s no fun. Here’s the next installment in the being fat sucks series (see part one here).
1. Socks dig into your legs.
2. Your bra side panels sometimes get sucked into the caverns created by your back fat.
3. You have to strategically plan your path through a crowded room.
Trust me, the fat woman is mortified.
4. You bump into every single person along the aisle of the airplane as you walk by.
5. What looks cute on your friends looks absurd on you.
6. Getting out of bed is literally the first challenge of the day.
7. You learn to avoid mirrors, thus failing to notice spinach in your teeth and other ugly details.
8. Your seatbelt never sits quite right so you’re always adjusting it.
9. You worry about riding in other people’s cars, also because of the seatbelt issue.
10. Zip-lining? Forget it.
11. You actually read the weight limits on ladders before you step on them.
12. You avoid folding chairs like the plague (and keep your own super duty chair in the car, just in case).
13. You imagine you would kill the poor mule if you were to sign up for the mule ride to the bottom of the Grand Canyon.
14. Your feet hurt.
15. You get winded far too quickly.
16. You avoid being in pictures, even of events that you want to remember. When you are in pictures, you dislike what you see.
17. Clothes generally either feel tight or sloppy.
18. Even purse straps seem too small.
19. You feel like servers judge your order in restaurants.
20. The sides of chairs leave marks in your legs when you get up.
BulgingButtons 
October 17, 2014 at 6:50 am
Yep, I think you got them all there. I have been VERY fat, as in – will I fit in that doorway/car/chair. I am now a svelte size 20 (UK) and happy to be here, although I still expect to take up as much room as I used to. Which can make people look at me funny. If a choice is given between opening one door or two (usually in hospitals) I pick two; I walk around car parks instead of going between cars, wary of wing-mirrors; I can stand at the front of restaurants in panic because I think there is no way I can get past the chairs. It really gets me some funny looks.
October 17, 2014 at 9:59 am
Oh Kate, you totally get it. Thanks so much for the comment, and good for you for making changes to make your like easier!
October 18, 2014 at 6:01 pm
I remember hang trouble bending forward in my car to reach the lever to open my gas tank. There was a time when I’d actually wait to fill up til my son was with me. I’d ask him to pull it after I got out of the car.
I’d lost 50 lbs 2 years ago and put it back on over last year’s horrible winter. I’m determined to find my mojo again!!!!!
October 18, 2014 at 6:18 pm
There are so many little little things that you would never realize are difficult until you start to have trouble with them. I hope you find it, too, Julie. Thanks for the comment.
October 20, 2014 at 10:37 pm
How about when you have to squeeze between someone’s chair and the wall at a restaurant, and even though you are totally sucking it in, your belly still rubs up against their back??? Even worse when you have to get between two chairs of people back to back so one gets the belly rub and the other gets the butt.
October 21, 2014 at 6:17 am
The fun just never ends, does it? For me, flying is the worst. Tray table? Forget it. Thanks for chiming in. 🙂