Yeah and still are astoundinglishy slender.... pffff now THAT made my day
I gained around 18 pounds when moving in with your sister - I think it was this
"Ha, GOT HER anyway!" feeling that made me, well, just eat all day. What a good time.
But on a serious note - I'm a bit of a scaredy cat when it comes to my body. Reason is a my male family members nasty habit of
dying early, usually of heart attacks. My grandfather barely scratched 50. My father survived an infarct last year, and just a couple of months ago my uncle, 56, kicked the bucket. There are more examples. And since I'd rather die aged 90 in a Provençal country home than aged 56 on a toilet in the outskirts of Düsseldorf (like said uncle) I started going easy on most things unhealthy. No Red Bull, less coffee, more sleep, more fruit, less instant meals, more Aline-cooked goodness and more peace of mind. So far I feel good.