nancy324
Cathlete
I've been having some thoughts lately, and I wanted to see what you guys think.
Let me start with the basics: I will turn 50 early next year. I am one of the minority of people on these boards (we had a poll once) who is much better at controlling her eating than at controlling her exercising. I mean, if I exercise 2-3 times per week, I feel I've done very well. I've spent the last 20+ years more or less at my ideal weight, primarily by controlling my eating.
I am a foodie. By that I mean that I am someone who enjoys almost every kind of food there is. My list of disliked foods includes liver, headcheese and perhaps a few other organ meats, and that's it. To me, the greatest enjoyment in life comes from trying out a new restaurant or a new kind of food. Simply put, there is nothing in life I enjoy more than eating fabulous food and wine.
There is now a little voice in the back of my head that is starting to ask why I don't start to let loose a little more. I'm beginning to think that I'm experiencing the idea of being 50 as.......a bit of a relief. Won't being 50 earn me the right to be myself a little bit more? To start to do more of the things that I really love the most? As a trusts and estates attorney, I have seen far too many people die prematurely. Look at poor Janice's father. He is only 60 years old! In my practice, I have seen that there is just no predicting how many years we have on this earth.
Do you see where I'm going with this? Okay, maybe if I were in the fashion industry or if I were a nutritionist or something I would have to stay slim forever. But does anyone really care how slim their lawyer is?
I not talking about going out and wasting calories on fried dough (eeewww). I am who I am. I would rather have a piece of broiled fish and grilled veggies over prime rib and buttered potatoes any day of the week. I really do prefer the flavor of olive oil to butter, and that's not going to change. Maybe I'm not even talking about a change in my body so much as I'm talking about a change in my way of thinking. Thinking more about taking pleasure in life instead of always worrying about what size I am.
You know what I mean? It's just a germ of an idea, but what do you think?
Thanks for your input, ladies!
-Nancy the Elder
Let me start with the basics: I will turn 50 early next year. I am one of the minority of people on these boards (we had a poll once) who is much better at controlling her eating than at controlling her exercising. I mean, if I exercise 2-3 times per week, I feel I've done very well. I've spent the last 20+ years more or less at my ideal weight, primarily by controlling my eating.
I am a foodie. By that I mean that I am someone who enjoys almost every kind of food there is. My list of disliked foods includes liver, headcheese and perhaps a few other organ meats, and that's it. To me, the greatest enjoyment in life comes from trying out a new restaurant or a new kind of food. Simply put, there is nothing in life I enjoy more than eating fabulous food and wine.
There is now a little voice in the back of my head that is starting to ask why I don't start to let loose a little more. I'm beginning to think that I'm experiencing the idea of being 50 as.......a bit of a relief. Won't being 50 earn me the right to be myself a little bit more? To start to do more of the things that I really love the most? As a trusts and estates attorney, I have seen far too many people die prematurely. Look at poor Janice's father. He is only 60 years old! In my practice, I have seen that there is just no predicting how many years we have on this earth.
Do you see where I'm going with this? Okay, maybe if I were in the fashion industry or if I were a nutritionist or something I would have to stay slim forever. But does anyone really care how slim their lawyer is?
I not talking about going out and wasting calories on fried dough (eeewww). I am who I am. I would rather have a piece of broiled fish and grilled veggies over prime rib and buttered potatoes any day of the week. I really do prefer the flavor of olive oil to butter, and that's not going to change. Maybe I'm not even talking about a change in my body so much as I'm talking about a change in my way of thinking. Thinking more about taking pleasure in life instead of always worrying about what size I am.
You know what I mean? It's just a germ of an idea, but what do you think?
Thanks for your input, ladies!
-Nancy the Elder