I hit my "goal weight" last week- for probably the 10th time in my life. I've been a lot thinner, and a lot heavier, but this is the range that I know has been healthy and comfortable to maintain in the past- and it measures correctly on all the "scales"
Hitting that number on the scale has made me pause and think about how much of my life has been consumed with obsession over my weight and how difficult it's been to find a healthy relationship with myself, with food, exercise and my personal goals for overall well-being.
Why is food, which should be a normal source of fuel and a source of enjoyment, become such a source of trouble for us all? And how do all of you see your relationship with food and wellness now?
FYI- I am 64, 5'2, 127 lbs; my goal is to maintain between 125-130 from now forward, forever. I've been as low as 110 and as high as 165 and I'm getting off the seesaw...