Why does happiness=weight gain?? PLEASE HELP!

[GeekGirl]

It's absolutely crazy, but it seems like the times in my life when I have been the most happy, I have gained the most weight. I have put on 20 lbs since meeting my FH, and it's not like I've changed my lifestyle at all!

Sooo...it's time for a lifestyle change, this weight has got to go! But I'm a little lost. How do I start? I've never really dieted/exercised seriously before...any suggestions? Please help! :(

[islandgirlsj]

Well... this is just "my" opinion. But I know that when I'm not happy, I don't tend to eat. Some people eat when they are depressed, me, can't stand even the thought of eating.
So when I"m feeling good, life is good, I'm happy, I feel more comfortable to eat.
You are comfortable with your FH, so it only makes sense to me that you feel comfortable enough to maybe not watch your diet as much as you did before.

Plus, maybe you all eat out more often then when you were single? Maybe you have adapted to his eating habits, which may have been different than yours before?

I have been with my husband for a little over six years now, and have also gained about 20 lbs. Before I met him I was VERY active, now... well lets just say that couch is mighty comfortable.

I think it is just a matter of adjusting the life style you have gotten used to since you met him.

[DallasLady]

Oh my goodness, I am in the same boat. I am embarrased to say that I have gained 30 pounds since I got married. Happiness = relax and eat more = get fat. Plus, I am not in that "I need to fit into my cute sexy clothes" mode anymore since I've been married.

I told DH he needs to be an a**hole for awhile so I can be depressed and loose some weight :D

[GeekGirl]

Plus, I am not in that "I need to fit into my cute sexy clothes" mode anymore since I've been married.

Maybe this is it. When FH and I were just dating, it was long distance, and I only got to see him once or twice a month. I would go stay with him for four or five days at a time, and it was something special - like a mini-vacation! I'd take my cutest clothes (outer and under!), and I guess I sort of felt like I had to put more effort into myself to look nice, to look cute, to look sexy.

Now we've been living together going on three months, and he thinks I'm sexy regardless of whether I spend an hour dressing up or have just finished the laundry, scrubbing the toilet, and have yet to shower for the day. Which is a good thing, in theory...I guess I just need to find a way to motivate myself to stay in shape and not let myself go.