Having been overweight most of my life — literally, I think I started being overweight at 3 and have been there ever since — I just wanted to echo Mark Ambinder’s concerns in this article, but also mention a little bit more about fat stigma. He mentions it briefly, and says that it leads to a whole host of problems, among them the tendency to “duck exercise.” But I don’t know how many people actually realize how deeply true that this is, and how deeply tied into fat stigma it is — in other words, big people duck exercise, not because they don’t want to, but because there is a different unbearable weight on their lives: the unbearable weight of other people’s opinions.
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Society basically sends fat people two messages when it stigmatizes them. The first is “If you just exercised more and ate right you’d be healthy and skinny.” This is true for some people, for sure, although I think there’s a lot of data to suggest that there are some people for whom “big” isn’t necessarily bad or unhealthy, but is rather their natural body-at-stasis size. I think this fact can be used by some people as an excuse not to stay healthy or work at it, for sure, but fat stigma makes it tougher for people who actually do have a naturally higher weight-stability-point to get by. But I digress.
The second is “fat people are ugly.” These two stigmas combine together to create an environment in which big people are sent two completely contradictory messages. On the one hand, they should exercise…but on the other hand, they’re ugly. I have walked into gyms where I can tell the moment I walk in I am unwelcome. Eyes stare at you. People snicker. Eyes are rolled. And then, while using equipment, big people are often subjected to certain discriminations not always meted out on others. More often than with others, people will ask you to relinquish equipment, often implying or directly stating that you can’t be using it efficiently, that you should step aside for someone more responsible with their bodies who will actually put the machine to good use. Or you’ll wipe a machine down after use, just like everyone else, only to be accused of leaving it sweaty; again, the assumption being that, since you are big, you must be more physically disgusting, to the point of rendering equipment dirty after you’ve used it. I’ve even been accused of leaving a machine sweaty that I had not used — indeed, a machine that I did not even know HOW to use!
Not all gyms are like this, of course. There are a great many good gyms out there, ones that cater to a wide variety of people — some wider than others. These gyms, of which I haven’t found many, but a few, have been good and I’ve been healthier as a result of finding them. But then they close down, or move to less convenient locations (and sometimes, a good gym like this is already in an inconvenient location), or I move to Chicago, and have to start the search process all over again. And that takes time — time I don’t always have as a grad student. And don’t get me started on university gyms. They are the worst of the worst.
A big person can’t take a search for a new gym as cavalierly as a slender person — each gym they walk into might be a new source of shame, a new place in which people judge you and say mean things about you and indicate by their glances, their mannerisms, and their words that you are ugly and unworthy of even setting foot into a gym.
The same could be true of all sorts of things — anywhere where people might get exercise. I’ve seen people sigh and heard them lament that they were placed behind me at a rock climbing wall, assuming that I’ll take forever to get up and down. Ever try to get into a hot gay nightclub where, you know, you might be able to dance some calories away, only to stand outside all night because you’re not “hot” enough to make the cut? Or you’re out for an exercise walk only to have someone driving past yell “fat fuck!” out of a passing car window? The problem with fat stigma is that, unlike cigarettes, fat is connected to our bodies, it becomes part of who we are, and the way to change who we are is not to have the world tell us on the one hand that we should just exercise, and on the other that we are so damn monstrously enormous that we should just stay in our rooms and not inflict our mammoth selves on the precious eyes of others.