The 300 Club
To a lot of concern trolls, and general fat-shamers, 300 pounds is that magic number where being fat turns from a little yucky to full-out gross-fest. It’s the weight where it requires the local fire department to hoist your ass out of bed with a crane. It’s the weight that prevents you from doing any sort of walking. It’s the weight where life as we know it ends.
I realize there are people out there who won’t physically function their best if they weighed over 300 pounds; however, a lot of other people who are in this weight range manage to function just fine. Yours truly just happens to be one of them:
I worked a physically-demanding job as activities assistant at a nursing home for almost five years, as I mentioned in Atchka’s latest post; I’ve walked all around New York City for an entire day more than once; I go to dances; I sang karaoke in front of drunk crowds who could have ridiculed me about my weight (but never did); I swim; I just live life.
Of course, being 300 pounds and up isn’t without those little annoyances (like trying to find clothes when you’re not ready to wear polyester pants with lines going down the legs or flowered muumuus). And society does love to assume you’re one french fry away from the grave or that the only jobs that you are mentally suited to are so-called menial and/or blue collar positions, most of which are very physically demanding and taxing on the body (there’s the exercise that us able-bodied fatties aren’t apparently doing, so there).
If you’ve never been over 300 pounds, I can see why it can be a very scary place. Society paints a devastating picture of what life is like once you’ve gone to the edge of the scale, so to speak. But I’ve been in this club since my late 20s and I’m 36 now. I’ve managed to survive relatively unscathed so far, and so have others who are older than myself. Weight is only a number. It should never be used as an indicator of health, moral value or likability.
Depeche Mode once said back in 1986 that people are people. This person writing this post just happens to be over 300 pounds (somewhere between 360 and 370, but, hey, who’s counting)?