I’m overweight at 5’9.5" and fluctuating between 180-200 lbs. (Yes, I do fluctuate that much, but my thyroid, blood pressure, etc. is normal. A 5 lb. difference on me could simply mean the difference between whether I’ve used the bathroom in the morning before I weighed myself.) I work part-time while going to school full-time, and I don’t have much willpower to work out after I’ve been standing on my feet in the same place all day. (Normally my ankles, back and knees will hurt because, well, we’re not designed to stand up in the same place all the time.) I walk to campus on a regular basis, which is about a 20-40 minute walk, depending upon where on campus I have to go. I lose weight in the winter, and gain weight in the summer. The temperature difference is a large factor, for, although I can adapt readily to cold weather, it’s much harder for me to adjust to warm weather and not feel wilty, irritable, and have my asthma act up. For me, I can lose the weight, but it’s difficult because I have to exercise a lot more than I do now to notice any substantial results. Additionally, a change in climate definitely makes a difference for me; in all my experience, when it is colder outside and the temperatures don’t go above 70 degrees, I lose weight and feel better. In relation to this, I’m chemically sensitive; consuming foods that are heavily processed don’t help, and the hormones in foods do affect me negatively weight-wise. At the wages I’m being paid, there is no way I can afford to eat organically and still get the right nutrition for my body.
At one point in time in my life I had a drastic weight loss. This was my freshman year of college. I was broke, couldn’t get a job, and was eating ramen/pasta, eggs, and peas for a good portion of the time. I was also partying a lot, and was amazed at how little tolerance for alcohol I had on my unfortunate eating regimen. I went from weighing 206 (my highest weight) to a sickly-looking 171. When I came home for spring break, my mom looked so worried for me, but couldn’t help me out financially because she was unemployed at the time. Even at my lightest weight at my full height, I didn’t have enough muscle mass, I was a little flabby around my midsection, and I was still above the higest margin for the BMI for my height. In my current situation, I have a lot of roadblocks to being able to be at the size that I want to be.
My struggles with weight, however, do lead to a loathing of people who lump me in the “fat” category. Unfortunately, this is especially pointed at those who are doing it as some form of solidarity. I do recognize it as being prejudiced, but at the same time, I honestly don’t think that being the weight ratio that I am is comparable to someone who’s morbidly obese. I do recognize, however, that there are underlying issues for anyone’s weight that can’t be seen on the surface.