I was in the 140s in high school but I was always muscular with a lot of surfer/swimmer upper body strength. I put on the "Freshman Ten" when I went off to college and then let a few more creep up on me as I passed 40.
The Freshman 10 fear is still alive and well in all the schools --- all the kids have heard about it! It's so easy to snack when away from home, and under the constant pressure of school.
Cancer hit and I ballooned up to 210 and size 16. When I started my journaling here and my calorie counting threads I was 180 and a size 12.
Cancer is evil, and some of the drugs are even worst. My daughter was on prednisone, which you maybe familiar with --- all toxic business.
You would not believe the number of people who told me I had an eating disorder (in very solicitous tones of course) for wanting to get back to the body that I knew was inside that padding.
Makes me laugh the way some people go on about none of their business. I have people whispering behind my back, "what is she going to do with her Master's at her age!" Makes me just laugh!
I seem to have reached a temporary setpoint here of 150 but I think my long term goal is 140. I know that I rock 140. We each know these things for ourselves.
Who knows what the magic number is -- or if such a thing exists, you know? I live in the freezing cold Canada where we live under heavily layered clothing and snow suits for 8 months out of the year. Who really knows what we look like under all the down!
And it is fun to fit back into the stuff in the VS catalogue again. The leopard print monokini in my Before/After pic is a VS.