For one subsection of society, gaining weight is the ideal situation.
Came across a concept here that I find kind of strange – ‘gaining’. People who want to gain as much weight as possible.
Rather like trying to lose as much weight at possible, this seems rather unhealthy to me. I would imagine that it’s better to stay at a stable, natural weight for your height and level of activity rather than beating yourself up one way or the other. And surely deliberately making yourself obese will kill you in the long run?
Still, interesting reading, especially for anyone who’s ever felt browbeaten by the diet brigade – so many women diet down to 7-10 pounds lower than they’re really happy with, and some gainers, it would seem, eat very healthily, just too much of it.
Weight, though, is one of those things that is always a question of balance. For instance, I gained about seven pounds over Christmas. This is normal – I gain at least this much every year, then shed it again in the spring. But this year I kept an eye on it because last year I gained 27 pounds, due to the winter being very cold – and I didn’t manage to shift it all.
A modest amount of winter weight gain, I always feel, is a natural process, and one that I observe with my animals, who all plump up quite deliciously in the winter months, then get skinny again as soon as the weather gets warmer.
But only when the weather is crying out for salads and gazpacho will losing weight be a natural process, not a starvation diet. And the kinds of 7km walk I did last Sunday also help it to drop off fairly easily.
For me, the balancing act is that I look my absolute best at 8st 3lb (optimum weight for my height), but can’t be arsed because that means watching every damn thing I eat. At 8st 12lb I can eat everything I like, but feel a bit too flabby. Maybe 8st 7lb will be a good compromise this summer – and the good news on that is that suddenly a whole raft of my clothes that didn’t get worn last year would become available again as if they were new.