Those who know me well (or read Eat Laugh Purr regularly) know boo-hooing about my weight is a favorite pastime of mine. One that I have been doing for a very long, long time. I mean a really long time. I whined and pouted. Vowed to make changes and rid myself of excess weight. I talked a very good game, which I sincerely meant but rarely took serious action beyond some half-hearted attempts. And I stayed fat.