I am a 56 year old office worker and grandmother..I live in Norway now, but am born in Canada to Finnish parents.

I walk about 5-8 km a day. This is my only exercise right now. Taking my walk to a slow jog seems way beyond anything I can manage, but I will try (at least on the downhills!).

I have been preoccupied with dieting and cooking since I was 12 years old. I have grown to realise recently that my love of cooking and entertaining my family and friends with food is dangerous for me and for many around me. Food doesn't have to taste fantastic all the time. If it doesn't taste fantastic, maybe it is because I am not hungry. If I allowed myself to have a real hunger more often (not emotional or intellectual hunger) or found other satisfying hobbies (music, carpentry, art, language, reading) that did not involve food I would be better off and appreciate all foods, in their simplest form. All those cooking shows are feeding this food obsession. I think we who love to cook have to "feed" our creative impulses with something that causes less harm. Maybe a love of cooking is doing more harm than good.