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I read an article about diet myths….one being you shouldn’t eat late. This doctor says it’s not the late eating that’s the problem. The problem arises when you have already eaten three meals and you make eating before bed ’snacks’ a fourth meal. (and some of our ’snacks’ are bigger than what we normally eat for breakfast or lunch, you know it’s true) And usually what we choose to snack on late at night is not a healthy choice. In todays busy world there are many who work late shifts, and they are not all obese. It all comes down to what you eat, and how much….not when.

So I write a really nice blog (I think it’s nice) and almost within hours it’s three pages back.  ?  And yet still in the very first spot…..the same one, in fact it’s still there today.  Actually the first five or so are still there……..what am I?  Chopped liver? (my gramma used to say that all the time)  That happens frequently, and then I get hardly any comments, because who goes back 3, 4 even 5 pages to read and comment?  I do, sometimes, but not always.   How does this happen?  I’m just curious, I’m sure it happens to a lot of us.  So do I copy it and re-post?  If anyone has a clue please let me in on it.  Thanks.

I know, I haven’t blogged in forever!  Sorry about that,  blogging wasn’t fun for awhile, but that’s water under the bridge.  Our newest homework assignment for the Heartbreakers’ weight loss challenge team is to list at least one thing we love about ourselves. I think one of the most important things we can do for ourselves is accept that we are  loveable.  Not because we’re ‘thin’ enough, or ‘pretty’ enough or young or witty or any of the hundreds of things we think we aren’t.  It breaks my heart to read that one of my teammates doesn’t find anything about herself to love.  How sad is that?   This blog is my response to that assignment:

I love my optimism and sense of humor. I love that even though I’m almost 69, I’m in the best health I’ve been in for decades. I love the way my husband responds to my ‘new me’. Even though he says he loves me no matter what, and is just happy to see me healthy, I know he just looks at me differently. In a nice way. I love that he is proud of me, and so am I. I guess there is a lot about me that I love, and I don’t think that’s one bit conceited.

I hope all of you dig deep and find some things that you can proudly say you love about yourselves.  If we don’t love ourselves, how can we expect to value ourselves enough to treat our bodies with respect.  And if we respect our bodies we will want them to be healthy.