If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?

Me? Well, I’m a short, overweight, old Italian woman. Of those things, the only one I can change is being overweight.

I can’t stretch myself to 5’5″ like I was back in my 20s. Presently, I’ve shrunk to 5’3″! At this rate by the time I turn 80 my fingertips will touch the ground. And I won’t be bending over.

I can’t magically whisk myself back to 1983. Too bad; 28 was a great age for me. I’d even take the year I ran my first marathon.

At 48-years-old, I was a lean, mean, fighting machine. Sigh. Oh, and I’m the one on the right in the above picture.

I can’t alter my heritage. Nor would I want to. I like being Italian. Maybe 2026 is the year I’ll learn to speak Italian instead of eating cannolis.

Back to my list. So what can I change? Well, I could try and lose the muffin top I’m carrying around.

This is my kind of muffin top.

Excess belly fat after the age of 70 is dangerous. It’s linked to all sorts of nasty health issues, like Type 2 Diabetes. And a study published in Aging and Disease supported the idea that abdominal obesity may be linked to Alzheimer’s risk. 

Okay, so how does a short, old, Italian woman go about losing her muffin top?

Cut the sugar!!!

Nooooooooooo. Please, anything but that. What will I do without my nightly visits by Ben and Jerry?

Sigh.

What’s a short, overweight, old Italian lady to do?

I’ll answer that question in another post. Right now I hear the boys knocking at my freezer door.

Blessed be :}

Mi manchi profondamente, mio ​​amato immortale.