I would guess when you're conscious the gag reflex would kick in.

Get old!
Seriously, I had a fast metabolism when I was your age - weighed about 150 despite doing no great exercise and eating junk. Once I hit 24/25 the weight just trickled on. Without trying or really wanting to I end up at 225 so it will get better

A truckload of snarky comments about the poor grammar/spelling of the OP and others removed.
If people have nothing more constructive to say on this thread it will be locked.

I used to work for the DVLA (UK equivalent to the DMV) and dealt with Cherished Transfers (moving plates from one car to another, or keeping ownership thereof).
The money these things go for is unbelievable! Even then (1999), a simple one would cost £250, and for something like S1MON or D4DDY - or even a pre-1963 special plate like 1FER (which is assigned to a Ferrari not too far from me) you could easily be looking at five rather than four figures.
Don't waste your money, folks. Spend it on food

Gain to 225, since that's your lower upper limit, as it were. If you get there and decide no more, then definitely talk to her. However, you might decide to gain a little more to see how it goes ...

Ah, sloth and gluttony, a marriage made in feeder heaven. Embrace laziness!

The above poem has been moved to the 'story writing' forum, although it will now probably be moved again, since I didn't read the sticky thread there. Sorry for the inconvenience.

I'm right on the fringe now of not being able to get trousers that fit (in the elegant supermarkets where I shop for clothes, lol). I'm between a 40/42" waist and a stubby 31" leg and it's a bugger trying to find a short 42!
Plus a lot of my shirts and t shirts are now riding up every time I move - no problem for me but for some reason my coworkers/teammates moan at seeing my belly roll ...

Badge of honour!