Me thinks you've heard those words before?
Yeah from my dad! My husband wouldn't dare! My mom and dad are used to me weighing 82-84 pounds most of my life, on a 5'2" frame. I weighed that little until I was about 40. 45 hit and pounds creeped on and I'm 130-135 lbs now and I never ever hear the end of it about my end now. My mom, both of my grandmothers were gorgeous beauty queen types even through middle age and I so am NOT, so that makes my life extra challenging, being endlessly compared to what my genetics should have made of me. Fortunately, my dad wisely advised me to develop my sense of humor as a child and that has served me better than a pretty face and perfect figure ever could have. When I had precancerous lesions in my digestive tract I dropped down to 118 and my dad was so thrilled, because he didn't know I was sick. When he found out why, though, he was like "Eat moar donuts!" But now he's "go exercise." Which I do. I love completing my activity rings. It helps me visualize my fitness goals in a way that step counting can't. But when my Watch tells me to "Breathe" I inhale chocolate truffles instead. I don't think that's what Tim Cook has in mind, but it works for me. I've never been happier and more at peace with the universe.
