I have a friend who is considerably overweight, infact she is obese.  Her doctor has said her metabolism is the equivalent to that of a  sloth, and since those mammals who are indigenous to the South American Rainforests, rarely ever move, it’s a pretty frightening statement.  

The sloth spends most of its life upside down and eats leaves. Its digestive system is so slow it can take up to a month to digest a traditional meal.So why am I telling you this? Well, it’s because I think I am turning into one too.No, I haven’t started swinging from the trees (yet), but have just been on holiday to Florida and returned with a weight gain of ten pounds.  I only actually went for ten days,  but in light of how uncomfortableI felt in the seat on the plane coming back it’s probably just as well.Last year my friend flew for the first time.  She was very anxious about it.

The problem was not the actual flying but her concern she wouldn’t fit into the seat, or worse still, having got seated, because of her size and the excess weight she was carrying, she wouldn’t be able to get out again.

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Can’t eat Beef - Mad Cow Disease
Can’t eat chicken - Bird flu
Can’t eat eggs - Salmonella
Can’t eat pork - fears of Trichinosis…
Can’t eat fish - heavy metals in the waters has poisoned their meat
Can’t eat fruits and veggies - insecticides and herbicides

Hmmmmmmmmm

I believe that just leaves……….

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Christmas and the New Year celebrations are over and I ate more food than I actually needed.  Of course it was the type which did me absolutely no good what so ever, but I savoured every mouthful, and I’m sure millions of others did exactly the same.

However weight seems to be a national obsession and with 87% of women admitting to being unhappy about their weight, I’m equally sure there are some pretty miserable people around now the festive season is over.

My friend is one of them.  She loves food, and always says she lives to eat rather than the other way round.  She also has a passion for chocolate so when her son was given a huge tin recently she told him to hide it.  He did, and whilst it was out of sight it was also out of mind.  However, when she was hoovering in the bedroom last week she found the tin lurking under his bed, and gave a cry of delight when she picked it up and felt how heavy it was.  Her mouth started to water as she envisaged the chocolates waiting inside just for her.

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