It bothers me to no end when I see skinny people eating more than one pastry in one sitting. Because we all know they won’t gain ONE ounce. I drink some water, and all of a sudden my jeans need to be two sizes bigger.

I imagine that at one time my metabolism did more than just take up space in my body. I’m sure it actually worked, and worked hard, since as a kid I was a decent size for a while. Then I discovered Cheetos. I don’t remember when I started to gain weight, but by the time I got my braces and contacts, I was ready to lose some of that “baby fat.” That was at the end of elementary school.

Through high school I kept the weight off, and I thought I was going to be one of the lucky many that didn’t have to work out every single minute to keep my figure. Then college hit. And the infamous 15 pounds that all freshman seem to be required to gain hit me like a ton of bricks. Right in the thighs.

I haven’t been able to shake it since. I’ve grown to not hate my body. Definitely not loving it, but at least I don’t hate it like I used to. I work out as much as I can and I only have fries and extensive amounts of fried food every once in a while. I’m not losing any weight at this moment, but I think my muscle might be on its way to taking up more space than my fat.

Anyway, people with speedy metabolism intrigue and frustrate me at the same time. I’ll never know what that feels like again, to eat whatever the hell I want and not gain weight. Then again, it might be better that I’m not able to eat lots of junk at once. I’ll just stick with one donut every few months, thanks.


2 Responses

  1. I have a friend who, in college, could out-eat me. She weighed 110 at the most. In high school, she got turned in a few times for suspicion of anorexia. I think all the girls in school secretly hated her.

    I’m starting to get a bit of a belly myself, so I feel your pain… This is not at all to imply that I think you’re fat.

  2. I used to eat anything I wanted. “Portion size” was not in my volcabulary. My mom cooked a lot, so I ate reasonably healthy most of the time, but I had second helpings, and when I did go out to eat, it was high-fat/high-grease foods. I just really never thought about it. I loved food, so I ate. I wasn’t skinny, but I was seriuously muscular with an awesome figure.

    But then I stopped exercising. And started gaining weight. So I am convinced that if I ever started exercising as much as I used to, my metabolism would get a boost once again. I guess we’ll see if that’s the case this season… man, I hope so!

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