Weight & Beauty: Part 1 – The Very First Lie
by erika haveman
Before I hit that gloriously confusing stage of life we call puberty I was about as round as a twig. I was a figure skater, and the demands the sport put on my body kept me thin. Even as I got taller I was hard pressed to find an ounce of fat on my body.
I quit skating when I was 13. I could say, “As a result I gained weight,” but being older and wiser I realize that when everyone hits this age their bodies start changing – always for the better. However, I recall a night sometime after quitting when 15 my parents sat me down and offered what I can only imagine they thought was encouragement since they’d observed my body was changing, no longer being a skater. Their advice was something along these lines:
“I know you’re not as active as you used to be. But if you’re not careful, you’re going to get fat. We know someone whose daughter was as thin as you, but by the time she graduated high school, she was really fat.”
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