Apart from a period of about two years in college, I have never ever been what you would consider athletic, and I never really quite knew why. I didn't look incredibly different from other kids, but I was always really, really bad at gym. I was always the person who came in last when we ran the mile, for instance (I decided this must be because I was fat, even though classmates who were clearly larger than I didn't have the same problems I did). Finally around when I started grad school I was diagnosed with exercise-induced asthma, which I'm convinced I've had all my life, which would explain why I sucked so badly at anything that required running around. It's very mild as asthma goes, but it does slow me down significantly when I'm not medicated. And I have very poor depth perception (one eye is extremely near-sighted), which rules out hand-eye coordination. Hence, I suck at sports, which is what health and fitness is really all about in gym class when you're a kid.
So, I grew up thinking of myself as someone who was just bad at sports/not an athlete (and by default, fat). I had a pretty decent metabolism until I hit my thirties, so I got away with eating junk/large portions and not exercising much without too many consequences. I'm 5' 6" (though I seem to be moving to 5' 7" the last time I was measured? let's say 5' 6 1/2") and heavy-framed, and through college I weighed between 140-150 (of course, I thought I was fat). Over the course of grad school I gained about 15 lbs or so, ending up around 165 when I started my first t-t job. I was there for four years, during which time I gained 15 lbs, and then lost about 7. When I moved to my current job, I gained the 7 back pretty quickly (the irony is that the summer before I moved, I was living on burgers, Taco John, and Dairy Queen, and stayed at the slightly lower weight; when I moved to my current town, which has MANY more healthy dining options, I gained the weight back. Crap). And then since about last January, my weight has crept up again, to about 187.
On the one hand, I'm big enough naturally that I can kind of get away with carrying a fair amount of weight without looking too terrible (though I could definitely look better). On the other hand, there are lots of things that I hate about being at this weight, and these last seven pounds have really made them much more obvious:
- outgrowing my clothes and having to buy new ones, in sizes I've never worn before in my life. (Although I do buy the new clothes, because there's nothing I hate more than feeling stuffed into my clothes, especially since I tend to carry my weight around my middle, and waists pinching you just sucks.)
- being out of shape and getting out of breath doing things normal people can do without difficulty (I especially noticed this dancing at my friend's wedding last weekend)
- this is gross, but: sweating more. I have reached some kind of tipping point where my cooling system kicks in at the slightest provocation - I sweat profusely doing yoga, I wake up in the middle of the night drenched in sweat (remember, I live in the south), and as for actual cardiovascular exercise - forget it, I might as well just take a shower. While I've always been inclined to glow, so to speak, this is definitely worse than it used to be.
So those are all the obstacles. What am I doing to try to overcome them? At the moment, a lot of wallowing in self-hatred and self-pity (why do I have to be built this way? why can't I be genetically programmed to look like Gisele Bundchen?), which is obviously counter-productive. I am trying to build exercise into my day, and to prepare healthier foods. Right now I think I need most to work on changing my attitudes - my ingrained ideas about what I should be able to do (i.e., eat what I like and not gain weight) - and think about how to approach food and exercise differently. So that's what I'm hoping this blog will help with. Thanks to Prof. Me for putting it together!

7 comments:
Hi, NK!
"...I can kind of get away with carrying a fair amount of weight without looking too terrible..."
Yeah, this is part of what I'm dealing with right now... see, I feel large, because I know I'm at my heaviest weight ever. (Every time I get on the scale this year (pretty much), I say, "A NEW RECORD HIGH!") But... I don't hate what I look like, not totally. I'm mostly okay with what I look like, but I'm scared about how my weight keeps going up and up!
I relate to what you said about gym. Except the asthma part. The rest of it? Totally.
"Although I do buy the new clothes, because there's nothing I hate more than feeling stuffed into my clothes, especially since I tend to carry my weight around my middle, and waists pinching you just sucks."
Yes, I've started to develop the philosophy that not allowing myself to wear clothes that fit is kind of another way of being mean to myself when I gain weight, because it's so uncomfortable when the waists pinch. Now I go ahead and buy some new clothes. I think it's the better way to go, since I do not punish myself further, but I'm always scared if this either gives me permission to stay at this weight or gain more (since I know I will buy clothes again...). It's hard to know what to do.
Anyhow, I've found that this team blog helps way more than I expected it would, so I hope you enjoy it, too.
Welcome to the party!!!!
Hey NK! I totally understand where you are coming from with the purchasing of new clothes.
I hope we can all help one another out!
Thanks, all! It's nice to know that other people are going through this, too.
Welcome, New Kid! I think you stole that penultimate paragraph straight out of my brain. Every single word of it.
Good luck with your willpower over eating. . . That's always been my downfall.
wow, you and i are a lot alike. I totally have the sweating gene (thanks dad) but it's been much worse. I'm 135 which is terrible when you're very short. And I need ot eat frequently too. I keep hearing "eat less" but then I feel sick or have a headache. I'm glad you're writing about your journey..
Hey New Kid! Glad to see you're posting over here. To everything you wrote I would like to say: I feel you, dude. I totally love to eat, I hate exercise, loathe buying new clothes when I know I shouldn't be this big (but do anyway because I can't stand it otherwise) and finally, something I was just thinking about today - I am hard on myself because I feel like this whole "skinny thing" is not supposed to be so hard. I'm looking forward to your posts!
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