I was the skinny kid in school. I had gotten into Junior hockey, and I could not gain weight from doing weights. I topped out at about 140.
Fast forward a couple of years after when I got married at a stupid young age. I had suddenly balooned to 215 in a nine month time period. I looked awful, I felt awful, and I was always fatigued.
Fast forward about three years after, when I had rediscovered cycling. I shed well over sixty pounds. I was getting the “you’re way too skinny” comments.
In 1997, I had a horrendously crippling hip flexor injury. This had basically kept me from attaining real fitness on a bike or running for nearly three years. I gained some weight back- okay, quite a bit. I got the “dude, you’ve gained weight” (in a very snarly tone) from the same fing people who told me I was too skinny. What the f!?!?
Body image of the 53:36 40K TT-er in 1996: I still had love handles at the “portly”* weight of 127 @ 5’9" tall!!!
*being sarcastic.
I almost sued my employers for accusing me of bulemia and/or anorexia. They were on me all of the time. I just finally told them that I would sue them if they kept on me about it.
People are assholes, that’s it. Some people think they have the right to tell you exactly what you are supposed to look like. These are typically people who are too mentally fragile to hear the truth about themselves. Do you now know why I prefer the company of little furry, long-eared bunny rabbits to humans? Because they are lovely, play fun, are cute as anything on earth and don’t ever tell you that you are too fat or skinny.
I have not gotten nearly as thin when I had my comeback in 2001 and 2002. 2003 was another injury riddled year, with crashes that basically killed my run fitness, and I can’t get the motivation to get me back. It bothers me deeply that I can tell that I am slowly but certainly getting fatter and fatter. It really pisses me off.
What am I trying to say? It’s your body, and it is your choice whether or not you are satisfied or not with the look of it. When you realise you can’t change your body any more, either hire a personal trainer or be happy that you’re not injured. Accept what your hard work can get for you. For most of us, being at a healthy weight is going to be a life-long battle, let alone what other’s perceptions of what we are “supposed” to weigh. Don’t make any fat comments about yourself, and if people tell you that you’re “too skinny”, tell them they are fat slobs and to f*** off. If I would have replied the way I had suggested while in the best shape of my life (instead of trying to be nice and brush it off), I would probably would not carry this chip on my shoulder like I do now.