The incredible shrinking woman.
Right, so some of you may remember a few months back when I said that I'd unearthed my old girl scout uniform from my little brother's closet? Well, I just tried it on, and not only does it fit, it's too big. Like, way too big. I remember it fitting fairly well when I was thirteen, but when I was thirteen I only weighed 130 pounds and was already at my current height of 5'5". That's only fifteen pounds more than I weigh now. In high school my weight was pretty steady at about 120, and of course it fluctuated during my college years due to medication side effects and being a moron and basically not eating for about a year or so. But essentially, over the years, my normal average weight has slowly dropped. The fuck?
The other bizarre thing is that despite working out on a regular basis, eating properly for the most part, and gaining a great deal of muscle my weight has remained exactly the same.
I'm starting to wonder if there's something wrong with me, but I'm fairly certain that there isn't. Just, for some reason, instead of slowing down as I've gotten older, my metabolism has sped up. This is rather frustrating since what I really want is to gain about five pounds, and as active as I've been of late, that means that I'm going to really have to up how much I've been eating. If this keeps up, by the time I'm thirty-five I'll be like Kate Moss in that episode of Family Guy, where she's invisible if she stands sideways.
I'm trying something different with how I'm eating, so we'll see how that works out.
Edit: OK, um... I have a dress that I wore in the fifth grade? Uh... it still fits, too.
Maybe I am too thin. Do I look too thin? I didn't think so, but that's fucking freaky.
The other bizarre thing is that despite working out on a regular basis, eating properly for the most part, and gaining a great deal of muscle my weight has remained exactly the same.
I'm starting to wonder if there's something wrong with me, but I'm fairly certain that there isn't. Just, for some reason, instead of slowing down as I've gotten older, my metabolism has sped up. This is rather frustrating since what I really want is to gain about five pounds, and as active as I've been of late, that means that I'm going to really have to up how much I've been eating. If this keeps up, by the time I'm thirty-five I'll be like Kate Moss in that episode of Family Guy, where she's invisible if she stands sideways.
I'm trying something different with how I'm eating, so we'll see how that works out.
Edit: OK, um... I have a dress that I wore in the fifth grade? Uh... it still fits, too.
Maybe I am too thin. Do I look too thin? I didn't think so, but that's fucking freaky.