When I entered my freshman year of college, I weighed a whopping 95 pounds, soaking wet. Gaining weight had never been my strong suit, and try as I had through high school to keep my chicken-bone legs hidden, I was still teased mercilessly about “being so thin that if I had an extra Coke, I could be used for a thermometer.”
So I had no real thought of my body size ever really changing…and then…COLLEGE happened. My diet basically consisted of yeast rolls and honey with an occasional meat patty or salad thrown in for variety. I sat in the library and studied. My exercise, other than the required PE electives, consisted of climbing the stairs to my 9th floor dorm room a couple times a week when I was too impatient to wait on the elevator. I was entirely too busy to notice that by the time Christmas break came around, my clothes were a lot more form-fitting. In fact, all this happened completely without my knowledge or assent – - I just turned around in a year’s time and BAM!! I was almost exactly 15 pounds heavier! But having been so painfully thin throughout childhood and adolescence, I almost found this growth spurt endearing.
Cut to…2009. Longer work hours at the computer, prescription meds with the obligatory side-effect of “
ungodly possible weight gain”, and a nasty new habit of eating every time I walk into the kitchen has again put me right back into the circumstances of freshman year. Packing on the pounds without even realizing what was happening! And believe me, I’ve added the freshman 15 at least twice over now, and my clothes are a lot more than just snug. “Endearing” is not quite the word I would use for my current feeling about my pear-shaped reflection in the mirror.
I’ve definitely made some feeble efforst to battle the bulge, including a stab at the “S Diet”, which was working well until it wasn’t. I’ve also had several bouts of consistent exercise, which was working well until it wasn’t.
So now, the girl who used to be teased about her knobby knees and bony butt would give just about anything to be able to even DISTINGUISH those bones again.
Please, bloggy buddies, tell me what a computer-bound, spinelesss, stick-in-the-mud, pre-menopausal woman is to do to get back down to a healthy weight again!!
I’m not under the impression that I will ever be mistaken for my high-school self again, but I wouldn’t mind at least becoming recognizable to myself in the mirror again.
Feel free to insert words of advice or encouragement below……….