My mom also was extremely thin (and gorgeous) until she was about 54. Well, she was still gorgeous. She *did* exercise, walking very vigorously, to the point that nurses at her check ups often asked if she was a runner. The weight gain started after menopause, and then a couple of years later, she was diagnosed with a liver disease. She finally didn't have the strength to walk and gave up. She died at 67, very skinny, but as a result of having a transplant that didn't work. My mom also ate very healthy foods and was a fabulous cook, but like me, she went out a lot and food was a huge part of her life. I always say she was born in the wrong time; she was very athletic, but there were no outlets for it. She always went riding with me, when I was about 10 or 11 and people made fun of her!
So far, I've avoided the huge weight gain. But, I'm OK with having to be this watchful. I was able to maintain the lower weight and still go out. It's just that on vacation we had 3 meals a day made by a French chef whose cooking is so good, we put up with the fact his inn is kind of decrepit and dirty! It's like having a personal chef.



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