I've been thinking about this a lot lately. It's been a topic of several blogs I read, plus it's been a thorn in my side for just ever. I think it' an inherited trait - I can remember my Mom always asking me "Am I as big as XYC?"
Last night I was watching a few minutes of The Biggest Loser. It's not a show that I watch and I don't have any background on any of the participants, but I did watch the weigh in. Helen, who is exactly my age, started her journey at the same weight I did and while she's a skosh taller than I am, her weight last night put her right at where I want to weigh. But before the weigh in, I was looking at her and thought she looked really nice. Granted, she's probably in better shape than I am (but not by much). So it was nice to see sorta kinda almost what I might look like.
No gym today. Work is wild and will be for days. Followed by out of town. But I will find a way to at least get some walking in.
Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Find a role model.