mouthyb wrote:
Niall: It isn't a deal-breaker for me, it only changes the logistics. I've dated 4'11"-6'4".
MadeUnderground: I'm... physiologically different than most women. I put on muscle like a champ with very little effort. It is rare for someone my size to be stronger than me, and unless that person puts in some serious gym time, it's possible for me to be stronger than someone up to four inches taller than me who is male. Since I row, that goes double for the muscles which allow me to pull.
What this means is that I'm ultra-dense. The lowest possible weight for me (I got there once, but it requires me to eat once a day for a total of 1400 calories including sport drinks and coffee, run fourteen miles a week and spend three days in the gym weight lifting) is 155 (at 5'5"). Of course, at that weight I'm starving, my hair is falling out, I don't have periods and I'm always exhausted.
I've been professionally evaluated. That really is the low end of normal weight for me. I'm a statistical anomaly (they had to do the math for my chart several times to double check their results against the standard BMI equations.)
I typically compensate in bed by doing a lot of the work, since chances are good the other person needs me to do so to keep them able to continue performing. Sometimes, it's nice to date people stronger than me. It rarely happens, between my strong preference for nerds and my need to work out in order to sleep regularly. Generally speaking, the few times that has happened, the other person has been huge tall or huge gym-obsessive. I've only had one boyfriend under 6' who did not require me to do most of the work, and it was because he spent four hours a day in the gym (football/rugby player). He was essentially shaped like a barrel. It was fun to watch him eat, if a little alarming.
Again, it's not necessary that the other person be taller, merely fun sometimes. It's... nice... to be able to be manhandled in some specific ways (like up against a wall and unable to stand up, or hanging like a monkey from their shoulders to administer head.)
You row?! *claps hands, twirls around, runs about like a loon and then hugs mouthyb's legs* I wuw you