I can remember growing up, always being told to clean my plate. It didn’t matter if I was hungry. I always heard, you are a growing girl, your bones need all those “things”. Or how about this one, You need to keep your strength up…I know I heard that one a million times. I remember slipping the liver to the dog, occasionally getting caught. When that happened, it was BAD….I had to eat a bigger piece. I learned pretty quickly how to be slick when passing food to the dog. My sister on the other hand, use to do the ole cough trick and spit it in her napkin. I use to smile to myself when she got caught. While she was replenishing her plate, I could slip mine to the dog.

I was reading this article in the floridatimes on best weight loss plans call for Lifestyle change. Everything in this article sounds like me. I figure I am at least aware of the changes I need to make and I am consciously working on them. Time to head off to the gym.