By EMMA CROWE
I’ve gained a bit of weight this year. And I know exactly why. I stopped exercising regularly and pretty much ate whatever I felt like for six months. Energy in was more than energy out.
The extra energy has settled neatly around my body in a very evenly distributed way. I’m lucky like that. I carry extra weight rather well.
My doctor has advised me that I really need to lose 7-10kg to get back to my healthy weight range. My wardrobe had been whispering something similar, but I ignored her because she doesn’t have a medical degree. Also, she was whispering. It’s easy to ignore whispering in a house full of noisy kids and a mind full of what’s-for-lunch. Besides, the mirror kept shouting “You look awesome!!”
So, I guess I need to listen to the doctor and lose a few (okay, ten) kilos. Time to eat less and move more. Yawn.
But that’s not what I want to talk about. I wanted to share some of the things I’ve been enjoying about being a bit bigger.
It’s the upside that nobody tells you about.
A winter coat that stays on. Cosy!
2. No more ‘pits’ in armpits
This is a serious benefit. It’s normally tricky to shave armpits, because of the ‘pit’ bit. Way too many contours. A new fullness there means I have a nice, flat surface to shave. So much easier.
3. An excuse to wear more dresses
I love wearing dresses. Now that my skirts and pants have mysteriously shrunk, I get to wear dresses most days. Dresses, boots and tights. Love this look.
I am everyone’s favourite pillow now. There’s something rather comforting about a soft, squishy mum. Also, I’ve always got somewhere comfortable to sit.