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Monday, December 08, 2003
posted by TheBroadroom.Net at 11:54 AM (Pacific)

Hummm...I also used to be a good 25-30 lbs. heavier than I am now.

I was overweight when I was young. That's bad. That's why I encourage young people to lose extra weight while they're still young. No one ever told me that. So, I ended up feeling unattractive for most of my youth, for no good reason really.

I experienced that "metabolism slow down" only recently. Because I think it starts when your kids get old enough so that you're not spending 16+ hours a day running around like a chicken with its head cut off. i.e. up until then, the weight took care of itself.

Odd...I never worry about getting that fat again. It can't happen unless (knock wood) something drastic happens, health wise.

I mean you don't get fat from breathing air. I think it happens when you're stressed and unhappy. I remember eating until my stomach hurt. I don't do that now. Life is too short...

--J.





Saturday, December 06, 2003
posted by TheBroadroom.Net at 1:11 PM (Pacific)

I can't quite figure out where to put these thoughts of mine. I've decided to post them here but maybe the diet blog would be a place for them too.

Last weekend I was visiting my parents house and I got going through their old pictures. As I looked at them I proceeded to pull out pictures of myself when I was at my heaviest weight. I hardly recognized myself in them. I was 10 years younger and a good 25-30+ pounds heavier. My motivation for taking them was that I can look at them when I am struggling with my weight loss and remind myself how bad I looked and how much I NEVER want to let myself get like that again.

A few days ago my husband was rummaging around in our picture boxes. When asked what he was looking for his response was he was looking for the picture I had of him when he was in college. It was his picture from football, we found it, and he looked young, blond and fit.
"What a stud." I told him and I meant it. He looked good. He was 20 years old.
I asked him why he wanted it. His answer?
To remind himself how good he once looked and to motivate him to look like that again.

Oh yes, theres more but I've got to publish this and get off the computer now......
~carol m