Am I addicted to my weight? Is my body, is my every cell, trapping fat in fear for its very life? That is what I really feel like. It feels like my body, maybe my mind, is holding on to every fat cell for dear life, as though it is, I am, in dire danger should I lose it.  What's with that? Is it "true"? I put that in quotes because of course it isn't really true. Except that it could be. It could be symbolically true, which in my (potentially) messed-up brain means that it IS true, for reals true.

So I just started reading "The Courage to Start" by John "The Penguin" Bingham. And I came across this quote: I see people who are carrying the physical and emotional weight of years of excess and I want to explain that the happiness they are so desperate for is only a few steps away." Which made me wonder, what emotional excess have I been hoarding? I mean, the physical excess is obvious. (hello food!)

I don't have the answer to that yet. Just the question. But the question alone is enough to get me wondering...what if my body hoarding fat is directly linked to emotional excess? At the very least I know what I'll be thinking about

So if I am going to track my food I may talk about it. Here is a link to my previous blog on food, weight loss, etc.
http://whatweighsonyou.wordpress.com/  That is where I have been, and I hope to take up more or less where I left off. I will spare you the whole "what I ate" thing. That's what the loseit app is for. Here is for processing my thoughts about food, image, health, etc. as new ideas and que