My wife was obese. When we were first married in our twenties,
she was a few pounds overweight. As the years flew by, she began craving
more sweets and trending toward larger portions of fattier foods. Every
New Year's Day, she began a different diet along with a pledge to
really be good during the ensuing year. By every February, she was back
to her old habits. Twenty years later, she was 100 pounds overweight. A
decade after that, she weighed 325 pounds and stood five foot six inches
tall. I'll get back to her in a moment, but first, let's talk about
you.
You are probably reading this article because: (a) it's the beginning of a New Year and you're overweight, (b) you really want some easy answers, (c) you're sick of dieting and exercise, or (d) you figure that someone must have a secret cure. Well, you've come to the right place. But first, my credentials.
You are probably reading this article because: (a) it's the beginning of a New Year and you're overweight, (b) you really want some easy answers, (c) you're sick of dieting and exercise, or (d) you figure that someone must have a secret cure. Well, you've come to the right place. But first, my credentials.
