If you don't follow BOSS61's blogs -- you should. What an entertaining and interesting guy! Above is one sample, a link to his blog about recent research proving what many of us pretty much knew anyhow: that some of us have a genetic predisposition to gaining weight.
Yeah. A difficult metabolism to manage.
So: supposing you had been behind the curtain when the genetics fairy was handing 'em out. And the genetics fairy had offered you a choice.
What would you have been willing to trade off?
Supposing (as I do) that personality is largely a genetic gift: would you have swapped out your not-so-difficult personality for an easier-to-manage metabolism?
Intelligence has a huge genetic component, so what about your above-average brain power? For an effortlessly slim body. A fair trade? (There are a lot of clearly dazzling intellects here at Spark: yes there are!!)
Or how about your other genetic attributes: your gorgeous brown eyes, your thick curly hair, your great legs, your dazzling smile. Supposing even that you had to give all of your best features, the ones you're secretly a bit vain about, for an easy-to-manage metabolism. Would you do it?
(BOSS61 wrote another recent blog asking us to acknowledge our best physical characteristics . . . surprisingly difficult to do, if like most of us you're accustomed to being hyper self-critical because you're not "slim", or "slim enough" or "effortlessly slim enough". Here's the link to that great blog too:
It would be lovely to maintain at size 6 or even size 8 without any tracking. Eating whatever I want, whenever I want. Oh yeah. What a fantasy.
Just let me enjoy it for a minute.
But no. No, no and no. Not if I had to give up some of the genetic benefits I already have.
After all, I can use my brain to make my life work. Including managing that tough metabolism. Even managing a difficult personality if I had one, which I'm not admitting (but sure I know there might be a few people out there who'd disagree.)
Without the genetic attributes I have, I'm pretty sure that the experiences which have meant most to me over my lifetime simply would not have happened: the particular texture of my own happy marriage, my own great kids, my own interesting work . . . not so likely. That quality of "me-ness", for better or for worse, would have been fundamentally altered. A naturally skinny self would be a very different human being than the self which has had to struggle to be fit and healthy.
Is it hard work, managing that genetic predisposition to overeat? That difficult metabolism? You know it. It is.
But . . . I'm OK with it. Most days. Because yup, the genetics fairy could have burdened me with a lot worse. And I know that too.