You don’t fit in. Look around you. You’re the only one who can’t wear yoga pants and a t-shirt. Well, I mean, you can… But you’ll look like the quintessential stuffed sausages girl.
You know what? Maybe I am the only fat girl out here in the wilderness. But maybe it’s because I’m the only one who says FTP there is too much out there for me to see. I don’t want to miss out on life just because I have a medical condition that makes it hard for me to lose weight.
Being fat and going outdoors is scary.
But I think it’s the good kind of scary. Because even the fit people start huffing and sweating when climbing mountains.
Tomorrow I’m heading up to Mueller Hut.