I used to think I was a fat girl inside a skinny girl’s body. I trained for so long in a weight-controlled sport that I was always aware of my weight - usually accurate to within a 100g. But I never felt I belonged in it. At my skinniest, I would feel the absence of… Continue reading Escaping Discomfort
For many formative years of my adolescence and early adulthood, I was obsessed with my weight. Not in a fashion-conscious, aspiring to be a model way, but in a weight-controlled competitive martial art kind of way, which seemed to validate my obsession and legitimise my disordered approach to eating. The Taekwon-Do categories were based on… Continue reading Why weight?