A photo a day challenge? Sure.
Fat Mum Slim’s photo a day challenge for September is turning out to be an exercise in self-awareness. My examples from Day 1: Me, Now (my fingers still hurt!) and Day 2: Father can be found over here.
Day 3: Far Away
This picture makes more sense with some information, so if you are interested please read on.
Two children born two years apart, a love for drinking beer and surfing the web and an ambivalence for drinking water and moving the arse left me with some…spread. Fluff? Cushion?
Bad eating habits during pregnancy left me far away from my healthy weight. Exercise and a healthy diet took me far away to a not-as-bad, but still not good, unhealthy weight. But I’m still far away from my end goal– which is back to a healthy height (a whooping 64 inches) to weight ratio.
A circle is just a round line, right?
A white board and some number magnets, easy enough; now to find hard-copy pictures of me that correlate to those dates and weights. But there weren’t any.
D’oh— Self Awareness One: looking at hardcopy pictures is more fun than watching digital slideshows. Go print some pictures.
Then I went looking for digital versions…except there aren’t very many.
D’oh— Self Awareness Two: If I want to be in the pictures, someone else needs to be allowed to touch my camera. Otherwise, I need to get more consistent with the tripod, but not when I’m also using the hot glue gun.
Finally, I have a sample of the concept, except that the method was more photoshop than photo. In the interest of maintaining challenge integrity I thought, “I’ll take a picture of a picture! To take a picture of a picture again symbolizes far away”
How many ways can I beat this horse?
Click-click, crop-crop— wait. I noticed the picture Zach had drawn of me for preschool hanging in the background. For the record, those lines behind my legs are to show me running, because I am (or was) a runner.
Children, they are often without guile in their art. He didn’t draw me sitting in front of a computer or eating a cheeseburger. He drew me running.
D’oh— Self Awareness Four: teach my 5.5 year old, who sees me as both active and freakishly thin, to use my camera.
All problems solved.