‘Losing weight’ has been a trending topic over the last few years. The world has become almost ‘obsessed’ with obtaining the perfect body by doing sports and eating healthy; people in general have become more aware of health. But what does it really mean, ‘being healthy’? What if, being healthy for you does not mean losing those last few pounds, but gaining them? The latter is a subject we don’t discuss very often, while there are many women (and men) out there trying to gain weight, preferably the healthy way. Me, for example. Over the last few months I’ve worked my ass of to get myself where I am now: 5 kilo heavier and 100kg happier. Let me explain.
As a kid I’ve never been very chubby or overweight. I was just a normal kid, not too skinny, not too big. When I started growing taller at the age of 12, however, I became skinnier- regardless the fact that I ate like shit. Sure, in general I ate the fruit and veggies someone at that age needs (thanks mom), but during the day I ate every (unhealthy) snack that crossed my sight. Burgers, candy, chocolate- as every teen around that age I had a great love for junk food, and so I still had a few years later. Not the most healthy lifestyle I’d say. As if it couldn’t get any worse, I had this huge aversion for sports or any activity at all: even though I had tried all sports you could think of, including team sports, nothing seemed to work for me. I simply was a lazy, chocolate-eating monster. Still, I wasn’t fat at all. ‘You lucky bastard’ I can hear you think, but healthy on the inside doesn’t always mean healthy on the outside: I had no energy, no endurance and often suffered from ‘a cold’ or small virus due to lack of resistance. I decided it was time for a change. The beginning of my journey.
‘She must be anorexic’
I started running 4 times a week, slow pace and short distance, combined with a healthy ‘diet’. I felt better day by day and slowly build up endurance, speed and distance. After a few months I was finally able to run my first 10 kilometre: I was happier than ever before! Still, there was a negative side to this: all the running in combination with healthier food choices made me lose weight over the long run. At first I didn’t notice it myself, but after some months people around me started making negative comments. ‘She must be anorexic’ and ‘Look at her, too thin’ or ‘Does she even eat?’. Such comments shocked me at first sight: how could they think such things of me? How could this have happened? I had always been skinny, but not ‘too’ skinny. I never intended to be! The fact that others thought such things of me and the way I looked in general made me feel terrible. When I look back at it, it’s not that strange after all: from eating tons of junk food to exercising daily and eating healthy of course results in weight loss, when not carefully watching your intake, at least.
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