Comments on: Dieting At MidLife: Not What It Used To Be

By: Barbara

Barbara — Wed, 12 May 2010 18:06:45 +0000

I try and try to just focus on ‘health’ – but that’s hard to do when the pants I could wear last week are feeling a little snug. Middle-age can be really expensive if I keep having to buy new clothes!
Good luck to you!

By: byjane

byjane — Mon, 03 May 2010 18:20:14 +0000

@Ruby,
The alternative to old age is, I believe, even suckier. Although I do have a few friends who think they’d rather die than get reaaaallly old.

By: byjane

byjane — Mon, 03 May 2010 18:18:58 +0000

@Duchess,
I can’t see my elbows. Don’t know why–is this a peripheral vision thing, or am I just not looking. But my thighs. And my feet. I’m working on a memoir of my mother in which I apologize to her for all the stuff I’m now suffering with.

Tootsie roll pops are my drug of choice when I need to keep my mouth occupied and/or get a bit of sugar into my system.

By: Ruby

Ruby — Sun, 02 May 2010 21:57:03 +0000

Nothing makes you more aware of how you’ve changed until you see a picture of yourself or when you’re told you have to lose weight slowly because you have NASH (fatty liver disease). I’ve always wanted to reach a goal quickly and to be told to lose 4 pounds a month seems excruiating, particularly when weight flucuates everyday. Boy does old age suck!

By: Duchess

Duchess — Sat, 01 May 2010 20:57:02 +0000

I don't think I have had a tootsie pop since the last time I went trick or treating without a small child in tow. I think it was 1967 and I was a pirate. But, oh! the crinkling skin! I think, those really cannot be my elbows. They must be the elbows of some old person. And whenever I look at my once lovely, lovely feet I only hear Tennyson's Tithonus. It's a splendid poem, except for that unfortunately resonating half line "and cold my wrinkled feet".

By: byjane

byjane — Fri, 30 Apr 2010 21:01:33 +0000

@Duchess,
Yep, it’s the drink that’ll do it every time. In my case, it’s the sweets. I blow up like a balloon when I have more than a single tootsierollpop in a day.

I think next I’m going to write about the crinkling of skin–despite A LIFETIME OF DAILY APPLYING LOTION!!!!

By: Duchess

Duchess — Fri, 30 Apr 2010 20:50:13 +0000

But that’s the point! I haven’t let myself go at all… I don’t deserve the bloody menopot (as I have now learned to call it), but I have found it, or it has found me… I am incredibly careful about what I eat, I exercise (okay I drink too much), and I don’t weigh very much. But there is stuff I can grad on my belly. Yuck!

Or do I need to learn to love it? Yum menopot?

By: byjane

byjane — Thu, 29 Apr 2010 17:55:56 +0000

@Jeniffer,
…and it doesn’t make me feel much better to know that all those washboard bellied 2o-30 somehings will have the menopot one day. Well, maybe it makes me feel a little better in a nah-nah kind of way. Because when I was their age, I swore I wouldn’t let myself go like that!