{"id":37,"date":"2014-02-10T01:33:41","date_gmt":"2014-02-10T01:33:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/foodaddict.net\/?p=37"},"modified":"2014-02-10T01:33:41","modified_gmt":"2014-02-10T01:33:41","slug":"the-freshman-fifteen","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/foodaddict.net\/?p=37","title":{"rendered":"The Freshman fifteen"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Well, in my case it was really more like the freshman fifty.\u00a0 I&#8217;m not sure exactly how much I gained in my freshman year. I was trying to figure out college classes and the party atmosphere, and get to know people in my dorm. Connecticut raised the drinking age a year each year until it went from eighteen to twenty-one, but I was one of the lucky ones that turned the correct age right before the drinking age went up each year. My birthday is in September and I think the age went up each October.<\/p>\n<p>I lived in &#8220;The Jungle&#8221; or at least that was the nickname of the V-shaped housing that a lot of Freshmen and Sophomores called home. There were eleven buildings altogether, five on each side and then one that sat as the base of the V and housed the student cafeteria. There were over 1000 students living in the jungle, and probably closer to 1500. When I was going to school there, the package stores (liquor stores) would deliver to your dorm so there was a lot of partying going on. I was\u00a0never a drink until you fall down kind of person. I would have a couple of drinks, but I had a little bell that would go\u00a0off in my head and tell me that\u00a0if I didn&#8217;t stop I&#8217;d throw up. I always listened to that bell because there are few things in life that I hate\u00a0more than throwing up. That&#8217;s probably why I could never be bulimic, I just couldn&#8217;t force myself to throw\u00a0up.<\/p>\n<p>In my sophomore year, one\u00a0of the students that lived in my dorm thought it would be funny to put a poisonous plant in the salad bar and I&#8217;m one of the lucky dozen that ate it. I ended up in the infirmary and then in the middle of an investigation of the incident. The student was quickly identified and\u00a0arrested and kicked out of school. You&#8217;d think this would make me leery about eating in the cafeteria, but it\u00a0just\u00a0made me a little leery about eating salad.<\/p>\n<p>By my junior year, when I was a Resident Assistant, I weighed in at 232. I know this because my boss, the Hall Director, finally talked me into going on a diet. He said he&#8217;d done the same thing with his mom. She&#8217;d weighed herself each day and then at the end of the week she would turn in a sheet to him with the totals. He figured the accountability would help me. I was now in a different dorm; a move that came about as a result of my being hired as an RA, and this dorm had a pretty nice cafeteria. My boss was right that accountability would help. I still ate in the cafeteria, but I selected basic low calorie foods and the only alcohol I would allow myself was white wine, which was low in calories in comparison to other drinks. I didn&#8217;t drink a lot though because I had to maintain\u00a0a sense of authority in my\u00a0new position.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t remember the exact amount I lost, but I know I lost 65-75 pounds. I also know that the guy I was crazy about finally asked me on a date. Unfortunately, that was the only time, and I think he was talked into it by the other RA&#8217;s on staff who thought I deserved a treat for sticking to my diet and losing all that weight. But, I was destined to remain in the &#8220;friend zone&#8221; although we were very close. I had very low self-esteem when it came to guys and dating. I remember looking in the mirror in the dorm bathrooms and telling myself how ugly I was. Some of my friends were horrified to hear me talk like that, but no matter how they told me that I wasn&#8217;t I couldn&#8217;t bring myself to believe it. Of course it probably didn&#8217;t help that I&#8217;d always been a &#8220;smart girl&#8221; and that as friendly as I was, I generally had no trouble telling a guy when I disagreed with his viewpoint on something, especially if his viewpoint conflicted with my firmly held beliefs about civil and women&#8217;s rights.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t remember how long it took me to put the weight back on, but I&#8217;m pretty sure that I was within twenty pounds of my previous high weight by the time I graduated the next year.\u00a0 It didn&#8217;t help that I had used my monthly payment to purchase a car so that I could do some internships in my senior year. It was great to be mobile, but I no longer had money to purchase much food on the weekends when the cafeteria was closed. So, I lived on mac and cheese and ramen noodles, two notoriously high fat foods.\u00a0I left school with a college degree and about 30-40 more pounds than I&#8217;d started with. But no problem&#8230;I had a degree, I was about to embark on my life.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Well, in my case it was really more like the freshman fifty.\u00a0 I&#8217;m not sure exactly how much I gained in my freshman year. 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