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Weight: 194 pounds Yesterday was Thanksgiving Day in America, and what a strange Thanksgiving day it was for me. Traditionally, for most of us, Thanksgiving is all about the food. Sure, we watch football and spend time with relatives, but "turkey day" in our family has always kicked off a winter holiday eating frenzy that lasts through New Years Day. For me, those days are over. Surprisingly, I'm not depressed over it. In fact, it's kind of liberating! I love to cook. I like it all - the planning, shopping, chopping, prep-work, baking, serving and watching my family enjoy the fruits of my labor. I don't have to eat, eat, eat to enjoy the dinner. It is somewhat of a surprise to me that I'm not feeling deprived by not being able to eat sweets. Maybe I've just lost the craving after not having eaten anything sugary or rich for so many months. It feels to me a bit like giving up cigarettes as I did 20 years ago - the longer I go without it, the less it bothers me. And so I stuffed and roasted the turkey, whipped the potatoes, candied the yams, whisked the gravy and baked the pies. The kids roamed in and out of the kitchen "helping" me prepare the big meal. I found myself popping an olive in my mouth and realized that I'd have to be careful with tasting or I'd have no room left in my "pouch" for turkey! As I sat around the table with my family, each of us expressing gratitude for the bounty in our lives, I couldn't help comparing this Thanksgiving Day to others in my past. I feel balanced. I feel healthy. I feel incredibly lucky to live in a time when medical science can help people to live long, fulfilling lives rather than dying young and missing out on so much. I've been given a second chance, and I won't waste this opportunity.
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