"Take our advice, America: don't take any more fitness advice from the New York Times. Fuck a desperate quest to become "thin." Fuck trudging endlessly on a treadmill in a neon-lit suburban gym. Fuck calorie-counting on prepackaged diet plans that sell you bad food in small boxes. If you're interested in fitness, then throw out your scale, and get fit."
Male writer, not a horrible fat feminist. When I recently saw a photo of Gawker's latest female writer (center) I will freely admit that I couldn't stop staring at her legs…or rather the generous space between them. Even if you don't buy into it, thin is hard to ignore.