As I sit here in the lobby of the Crystal Pool & Fitness Centre, Old Man Winter has taken over outside. The sun is shining, the sky is blue, the leaves are off the trees, and there is a bit of snow on the ground. It is lovely out there.
And you know what? Winter never used to phase me. Last year, I had my extra layers that I couldn't take off, but now…now I am affected by something that I haven’t experienced in a very long time…the cold.
When I started gaining weight in Montréal, perhaps it was not because of my awkward way of dealing with emotional issues and food fetish, perhaps it was just a survival technique. I arrived back in La Belle Ville one very sunny and humidly hot August. Then in September, I started plumping up in preparation for the coming winter. I indulged on steamés, poutine, pizza and fries (it’s weird, but it happens in Montréal, don’t ask me why) rather than acorns, berries, and seeds. There’s a reason that the all the months leading up to the Canadian deep freeze end in BER…though personally, I think they should end in BRRR…in Québec, however, they would probably end in “beurre” and be 1 and a ½ times larger than the rest of the word. But, when the temperature fell, I was alright. PERK: Gain 15 pounds September through December? Wear 1 less layer under your wool coat this January! Come to think of it, why didn’t I just go into hibernation? I could have avoided the cold altogether!
Now, I can’t leave the house without fleece or down or wool. It’s a bit ridiculous…how am I supposed to be a stylish Montréaler who still wears leather in negative 20 degrees Celsius if I don’t have natural insulation to keep me warm? I suppose I’ll have to come to terms with the fact that I will now feel the cold…and be less appetizing to roaming bands of cannibals…unless they are health-conscience and prefer a lower fat option.
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