Ever since I was a kid I have had trouble with my weight. I'd like to blame it on the fact that I live in a family that celebrates life with food and that my mother was a fantastic cook. But the blame lies solely with the fact that I am all about the food.
This is me at my smallest (I'm the cute one with all the curls).
About twelve years-ago I thought I had the whole over-weight thing beat by losing 150lbs. Wrong! It's not about dieting and losing weight, its all about eating right and living right.
So here's me after gaining back some of that weight (I'm the fat one in front).
So what does all of this mean you may ask. Why am I bothering to set this all down for posterity to remember? Because life is all about balance. I can celebrate with the food and the family dinners but I also have to balance that out with celebrating me and my health by being wise with what and how much I consume and then not sitting on my butt letting it all go to my hips.
Here's to a lasagna dinner to remember and a good run when it is all over.