I love sleep. Really. I get more than enough and nap like an 80 year old man, which is to say daily. My mother thought I had mono when I was in high school because I slept so much. This post isn’t about sleep.
Hibernation is something I find very interesting from a hormonal/metabolic standpoint. Intermittent living, if you will. And while there have been articles written recently, specifically Graham Robb’s “The Big Sleep”, there is no actual evidence for humans hibernating, unless you count what an 18th century traveller reports as evidence. If you do, I hear there are humans who grow to be 12 feet tall near the southern tip of South America. I digress.
For me, during the summer I want to eat. A lot. My attention turns toward wanting to put on loads of muscle tissue via a superior hormonal environment and that comes with extra food intake. But in the winter, I want to get lean, see my abs, see veins on my abs. This seems very backwards, especially if you consider what Frank Forenchich says about heat blunting our appetite. I can’t tie this to activity, as I’m not especially the outdoorsy type and tend to play more basketball during the late fall/winter/early spring period, as Texas winters mean the afternoon is just right for the sport while summers steam your face off. To my point, it seems to make sense that we’d fatten up to get ready for winter, even if we’re not hibernating. Occam’s Razor is often very, very wrong, however.
So my question to you, my readers, is this: What is your ebb and flow of season appetite? Do you notice something similar to what I’ve experienced?