For the first time this year I went to see my oldest son play football. I had avoided going before because I was afraid people would be looking at me, and I might not fit in the seats. It was such an awesome feeling sitting there, cheering him on, being able to stand up and scream his name with pride. I am no longer going to let food dictate my life, and I won't be on the sidelines ever again. I have finally turned that corner. By the way, his team trounced the other side 28-0. That's my boy!

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