The title of my blog is something my dad used to say to me when I was little. It's not that I was a picky eater, I just didn't eat a lot. I was tiny when I was little; always the smallest in my class all through grade school, Jr. High & High School. I weighed 98 pounds when I graduated from High School. I'm 5' 1", but at 98 pounds, I looked emaciated.
I weigh substantially more now than I did 37 years ago & that's my problem. I'm not happy with my weight. Four years ago I was within 10 pounds of my goal weight. Then something happened within myself & I started putting weight back on. I'm not quite sure what happened... I don't like excuses, but one of my brothers was diagnosed with lung cancer a month after his daughter was diagnosed with breast cancer. I broke my foot & tailbone & was unable to workout for 12 weeks. Then my two brothers-in-law got sick: One with dementia & declining health & the other with cancer. A little over a year ago, my mother-in-law had a minor stroke & could no longer live alone. For the first month after her discharge from the hospital, I was the contact with home care people, which meant, if there was a problem between her & her caregiver, I was called... There were a lot of calls in that month... Then, it was thought that I might have a heart problem; thankfully it turned out it was stress. I've never thought of myself as a stress eater, I think I just got careless. I used to be really good at tracking, but now I track in fits & starts.
That's why I'm starting this blog... I'm hoping & thinking it will be another tool to help me become more aware of my eating & more accountable. So please, follow along on my journey!
❤️❤️❤️
Lucy
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