I'm so disturbed. I'm listening to a commercial on the radio about some speed eaters coming to town to have a championship. That bothers me more than I can ever say.

I'm not a small woman. I've battled with my weight my whole life. I'm happy where I am, but I know I could stand to lose a lot more. It's something I plan on getting to tomorrow, or Sunday, or maybe Monday (though seriously, my grandmother and I are thinking of going back to Weight Watchers together and really doing it). Some people say "If you just stop eating, you'll lose weight," or something like that. I don't eat a lot. I don't always eat the right stuff, but I don't eat a lot. Most of the time, anyway. I do binge here and there, and I have to keep myself from having chips or crackers at the house, because I'll snack a lot.

Even if I didn't have a problem with food, it amazes me how much there is. How people have speed eating contests, seeing how much they can shove in their mouths before they have to stop. To me, that sets back everything. The idea of it disgusts me and I don't know how it has come to the point where this is a "sport." How people can be impressed that someone ate 16 pounds of strawberry shortcake in eight minutes. There are people in the world that have true honest-to-God issues with food and their intake of it, and we're promoting the fact that someone can eat a lot of food in a very short amount of time.

I will never understand that.