Anyway, here's a bit about me and my frenemy food. What it all boils down to is that I simply love to eat. I love the taste of food. I once heard that after about 3 bites of any food, you're satisfied in terms of taste, and I don't know how that could possibly be true, because it sure isn't for me! Luckily for about the past 5 years my parents have gradually been buying healthier and healthier food, so I've gotten into the habit of eating better than most people I know, and my overeating consists mainly of healthy food. But still, overeating is overeating and I don't exercise enough to justify my calorie intake.
I'm not sure when my turning point was. I'm 5'2 and was at 155 lbs for a while, and at some point within the past few months I realized that I should weigh 130 maximum and that unlike for the past 3 years where I kept telling myself that I was going to start trying to lose weight "tomorrow" or that I was confident with how I looked, I was actually going to do something about it. For real. I've started eating far less and eating mainly fruits and salads, go hiking about 2-3 days a week, and take my dog to the city forest for a couple hours a week as well.
I'm at 146 now, teetering between that and 145, and once I hit 139 I'm going to have a brownie and I CANNOT WAIT
. Ultimately I want to hit a steady 120 and go from there.
