This a very interesting topic to me. As a teenager, and young woman I always thought I was fat, which was totally unrealistic. I look back at yearbooks and pictures and think "oh to look like that again". However I know that thinking came from my childhood and partly from the way I was raised. My mom was always on a diet, always restricting food, probably more for herself than for us kids. My sis and I have had many a discussion about how we would sneak oreos, or my favorite, peanut butter on a spoon. If we were caught we were reprimanded and we remember being told the number of calories we had consumed by eating those 3 cookies, or that spoonful of peanut butter. I even have a memory of drinking hershey's syrup out of the can and my mom catching and making me finish the can (it was a litttle one.... but still a lot). Consequently we both had a lot of warped perceptions about eating and body image. Interestingly we have both fought our weight although I was way more out of control than she ever was. I find myself doing a lot of thinking about how that has affected me as an adult. I have been a food sneaker even til this point in my life, even though it is my food in my house. Sad stuff but part of what I am working to think through and come to terms with now.
I hope as I lose this weight, I am able to appreciate my body for what it is and with my love of working out, build a healthy new one to last me the rest of my days.
Isn't life strange??

