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this is sort of a journal entry, but thread is okay, too

klynnfosh said: "You are definetly not to old to do this. I just turned 46, I am finally in control of my eating after years and years of yo-yo dieting lost 40 pounds, gained 35, lost 10 gained 15. A vicious cycle, but this time I am making a lifestyle change and that is what you have to do to if you what the changes to last and the weight to stay off. Forget about today and any failures and begin a new tomorrow which is a new day. Good luck and welcome."

jessegannon said: "I am hoping that, at my age, it is not too late to change poor eating habits; I have always had this problem, but I really only became aware of it (or seemed to care about it) after my metabolism changed from meds and I gained twenty five pounds, which I am still carrying around. I think that I can do something about this - and I am very afraid of being overweight, as I take blood pressure medication, have had stroke activity in my past health history, and had both a mother and father who were stroking out while still in their thirties. I am short, too - 5'3 - and so twenty five pounds on my frame looks like a lot more than it would possibly look on a taller person... I live on Pepsi and fast food, and so yep, the majority of that twenty five pounds seems to be around my waist. I thought that I exercised a lot - my son is in a wheelchair and it is not unusual to push him five or six miles a day while we do errands (I don't drive), but I am learning that it is the type of exercise that counts. I have started doing waist bends and the like, but I have to stay away from exercises such as full sit ups, as I broke my back in a wreck a few years ago and it's still pretty messed up. When I look at my food history, I'm stunned that I haven't fell over from malnutrition a long time ago - my siblings and I grew up in a very dysfunctional situation, and my mother readily acknowledged that my addiction to Pepsi by the age of six was because we kids were given pop in our bottles because it was cheaper than milk. Add to that a lifestyle basically on the road from town to town, and it is no surprise to hear that my baby sister once studied a hamburger and fries set before her at my aunt's house and asked, "Why isn't everything in a wrapper?" ha Now, one can't blame everything on past circumstances, but I am coming to more of a peace with myself in that I know I wasn't really given many tools to work with in the functional matters of life, and so when I screw up for a day or two, I remind myself that I'm doing better than most people expected me to do. I think that many of us forget to give ourselves a little 'slack' sometimes; really, I guess maybe some people either don't give themselves any credit at all (my own soap opera story for way too long a time), or they keep saying, "Tomorrow is when everything's gonna change..." - I think it would be a much better world, and we'd all be a hell of a lot happier, if we could just reach a middle of the road in many of our struggles. I don't expect everything to be perfect, just = better than they used to be, does that make sense? Anyhow, I don't quite understand how this journal area works yet, but I am going to do my best to be truthful about my menu, my weight, etc. - for instance, I blew it today because we were at my son's hospital all day and we had breakfast at McDonalds' across the street (me: A Sausage Mcmuffin Meal with a small pop), because I wasn't thinking and walked off without a bag I'd set up last night with fruit, juice and hardboiled eggss. Even I am willing to admit that it was probably Freudian, oops, forgot the healthy stuff so we're gonna have to suffer through Mac's... god, habits are so hard to break! But I am proud of one thing, and that is that at twenty five pounds overweight (I have always weighed in at right around a healthy 130 to 135, and right now I am 160), I know that I do not want to get any heavier. As I said, we have strokes, high b/p, enlarged hearts, everything along that line in our family, and I don't want to be any unhealthier than I am already am. Not to sound like a saint, but I am widowed and have an eighteen year old son who is severely disabled - I have to stay healthy, and productive, for him, and I know it. I hope that anyone who wades through this stream of thought will understand what I am trying to say (still don't understand if everybody can access the journal, but sure, come on in!), and maybe even identify a little. Hope that the day's been a good one for everybody, off to play Uno with my kid. Peace!"