Congrats!!


I can't honestly say that I *remember* 1982... I was born that year.

But I'm hoping to get down to 140, too, so I'll try and think of this as I go!

Thanks for the responses chickies . I was afraid I sounded a bit obsessive/vengeful/obnoxious!

Isn't it amazing how we THOUGHT we were fat when we weren't and *somehow* thinking we were fat actually LEAD us to being fat?? Bizarre.

1982....hmmmm
I was a junior in high school, weighed 119, wore size 7 jeans but was still convinced that since I couldn't fit into the Gloria Vanderbilt's that were made for girls with boy hips (due to my curvaceous build), I was a fat, fat, fat freak!!! Shame on you Gloria!!

heh. Similarly, in 1982 I was a sophomore/junior in high school and weighed 150-160. I KNEW I was so fat compared to others, cause I couldn't fit INTO any Gloria Vanderbilts! (Or maybe I just never tried)...

Saw this thread and I just HAD to jump in! I must be the grandmother of the group... as I was a Senior during the fall of 82 and the spring of 83! I remember ALL of the things mentioned in Kate's original post! ....and more! It was in 81 that I first visited a friend who had something called "cable tv" to watch some sort of Music on television! (I truly remember the first time I watched MTV! Where I was...and who I was with!) I will spare you the remainder of my early 80s memories.....
.....with the exception of also living my teenage life thinking ....no KNOWING.... that I was HUGE! I can't exactly remember my true size but I do remember that I hovered around 125........ sigh.......... I look at those photos and can't believe how "messed up" my self image was!

All through school my best friend was bullimic. She was an expert at keeping THAT secret until we were at least 30.... We would binge....she would go home to purge and I would go home with the guilt and fat rolls! We are both working on fixing our food issues at the old age of 40! I don't dream of weighing 125 again..... I'm sure that my bones weigh THAT much! LOL But I do look forward to 150! I'm going to get there too!

Kate, congratulations for hitting 140! AND for reminding us that we have a long way to go when it comes to "fixing" things with body image and being female! I am trying very hard to see the real me when I look into a mirror! The chick in the mirror actually smiled at me the other day!

Everyone keep up the great work!
take care

LOL ! My Dad was a teacher at a school that had all these high-tech gizmos in the early '80s. I remember VIVIDLY the day he came home with this huge black box-like thing and said "Wait until you see THIS!" He then hooked it up to the TV and introduced me and my Mom to something called a "VCR." . He borrowed it from school every weekend for the whole school year -- my friends were SO impressed.

I also remember the day in college (1991, I think) when my cartography professor announced that from now on we all had to "log on" and check our "e-mail" to get our homework assignments. We were all like "WHAT THE HECK IS SHE TALKING ABOUT?" LOL. And there was only one computer we could use to check this mysterious "e-mail" -- the computer in her office . It was SUCH a pain in the neck!!

Was the black box a BetaMax? You could only sit so far from the television as the remote had a cord! But mannnn, what an invention.... you could sit on the couch and control your movie!

When I first started using the internet with my students... there were no graphics or photos! The monitor was amber and black! What a riot...the professor using email to assign homework that you had to retrieve from her office! WhoooHooo for technology!

I was 11 yo in 1982 and I think I was around 120# at 5'2", but was regarded as fat because most of the girls my age were around 100#.

I never had a doc tell me to lose weight, but I did have an experience that was just as traumatic. When I was in Army Reserves I was "counseled" about my weight. At the time I was 140# and told that I was signficantly overweight. WTH? I can't even tell you how may monthly drills I missed because I dreaded the forced weigh-ins by the wormy little lietenant who would monitor my "condition". What really makes me mad is there were several people at my unit, men and women who were in a LOT worse shape than me. Needless to say, when my reserve commitment was over I did not re-up.