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Help! I love food

Judy Davie

When I was a little girl my father called me “Pood”, “Poodie” and every other variation on the word pudding. Okay, so it rhymed with Judy (“Poodie”), but it had more to do with being chubby and the amount I ate than poetry. I looked forward to meal times and still do.

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A love of food has a downside, as I discovered in my teens, when fashion and boys became almost as enjoyable as a great Sunday roast.

In life, we are constantly trading so it’s important to recognise what you want and how much you’re prepared to trade to have it.

For example:

Women bent on a career often trade the chance to raise a family. The one income families who elect a parent to stay at home, trade the things a second income can buy.

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Athletes trade their social life while training.

And people who are overweight or obese trade numerous things. It may start by trading the amount of fun spent socialising or playing with the kids, and end with ultimately trading good health for sickness.

But it’s certainly not all doom and gloom — quite the opposite, in fact. While I wasn’t prepared to trade the amount I ate (which was a lot), I was prepared to trade what I ate, and over time, once I saw how much better I looked and felt, it hardly seemed like a big price to pay.

If you’re like me and enjoy substantial meals then consider how you can eat more for much greater rewards.

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