Ups And Downs
My wife has struggled with her weight for all the 15 years that I have known her. She was always the sort of person to suddenly go on a crash diet which would last untill the weekend, when she would drink 10 pints of cider and eat nuts in a bar for the evening, stop off on the way home for pizza or something, then have a fry up at breakfast and sit around nibbling untill it was time to start drinking again. Come monday it's back on the diet. When I first met her she was about 180 pounds. With secret encouragement from me, not that it took much, in two years she was up to about 200. She gave up wearing jeans, she would always wear a big jumper and a stretch waist skirt. Both would be a loose knit material that you can slightly see through. When she went off to university all the clothes she had was stretchy, so she hardly noticed the 60 extra pounds. Although she had fat legs and butt Most of these extra pounds were around her belly and chest. When she got back from uni she was disgusted with how fat she had let herself get. She started a diet and exercise regime, and really ment it this time. By the time we were married she had halved her weight, down to 130. She looked like a princess on her special day. The dress maker told her off because the dress couldn't be taken in any more and she had to make a whole new one 2 weeks before the day. Once we were married she swore she would not get that fat again, which was a shame coz I did love those extra pounds. Every year around christmas she would seriously over eat. Huge portions at meal times, snacking in between and gallons of booze. Then come the spring back on the diet again. Gradually the weight crept back on, though this time it was more evenly spread. Apparently, this time last year she was 180. Then her dog died, and evening walks were replaced with snacking, then christmas happened. This time I joined in. We both ate like pigs, she gave up weighing herself and dug out the stretch skirts and jumpers. Since then I have watched the weight pile on at an alarming rate. I think I finally convinced her that I really do like fat, coz she has been eating like she is about to go into hibernation. Now she has broken our scales and could be 300 pounds by now. I love every extra bit more than I imaginged I would. I can't keep my hands off her.