When I was in 5th grade I was already 5'4" (which is my height now). My pediatrician weighed me -- I was 140 lbs -- and said "You need to lose 20 pounds." And that was it. No advice, no food pyramid, nothin'.
First of all, what kind of a moronic doctor tells an 11-year-old girl to lose 20 lbs and doesn't tell her HOW? Second of all, I'm 146 lbs now and
a very comfortable (Eddie Bauer, at least) size 8. At 140, I'll be pushing a size 6. Twenty pounds
less than that and I may disappear altogether

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I DO NOT WISH TO BE KATE MOSS, thank you anyway, Doctor.
The guy was an idiot. BUT, way in the back of my head somewhere is always the nagging feeling that I "should be" 120 lbs. And by the way (LOL) my goal weight is one pound UNDER 140 lbs just to
spite this guy. Who is -- by now -- either 105 years old or (more likely)
dead.
It's AMAZING what one little sentence can do to you when it comes from a "professional."