Food for thought
I remember the time when I would have one piece of pizza and feel totally full for the rest of the day -- that was when I weighed about 120 pounds. I also remember the time when Katherine and could go to a corner store, buy a wack of candy and pig out for the next hour -- that was when I didn't weight 120 pounds. I just got an e-mail from Katherine saying that she had a whole bagel to herself this morning, and she feels gross. Have we come full circle? It may seem that way, but I don't think so. Remember: I still don't weight 120 pounds, even though don't think I'm a big eater (I usually share a bagel for breakfast, have a salad for lunch, a sensible dinner, and a bit of a snack during the evening). I think, maybe I can just say that I'm getting older, and when you get older, you get fatter. Period. What a thing for someone as young as me to say!
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