I've got this crazy idea, and I have a proposition for all of you: I name some activities, giving you some links to follow, so you can better see what I mean, then you say how happy would that action make you.I'll try to group activities by topic, so we can have a statistic at the end of the game. 

Activity 1:

Exercising. More specific, what kind of exercising makes you happy? Do you like jogging, going to the gym, do you adore aerobics or tae-bo? Or you just want to a bit of weight, or stay fit, and you think exercising can help?

Activity 2:

Watching your weight. Do you weigh yourself ten times a day to see if your last activity lost you a couple of grams? Are you obsessed with the fact that half of your wardrobe has become too small to fit you? How bad is your relationship with dieting?

Activity 3:

Beauty treatments: how do you like goling to massage and aromatherapy? Turkish baths are good or bad for you? What about Finnish saunas? Wrapping your body in algae feels you with peace and well-being feelings, or you just think it's another stinky thing you have to suffer in order to preserve your beauty?

This is all for today, but there's more to come over the next days. 

I hear lots of people, women especially, trying hard to lose a few pounds, in order to get closer to their ideal of beauty.

While attempting all these diets, all these workouts, spending hours in gyms, getting hungry and miserable, I wonder: are those persons ever going to be happy and fulfilled? Is this crazy weight losing race ever coming to an end? Is is worth the pain of spending time in weight loss camps, or swallowing all those diet pills? This is my message for all weight losers out there: find out that I'm fat but I've never been happier in my life. I'm in love, I fell I'm loved too, I'm just living my best day ever, now that I'm fatter than I've ever been.

I remember my 20s, when I was slim and elegant, I was looking that good that all men were turning their heads after me when I walked down the street. That was certainly a cool feeling, but I was miserable, because I was too shy to benefit from my looks. I wouldn't dare to look into people's eyes, and although I had many things to say, I was so afraid to actually say them, that most of my acquintances were sure that I was stupid, and perhaps accepted me in their circles only from mercy.

I'm not worshipping obesity, please don't get me wrong. I do believe in living an active life and in paying attention to healthy nutrition, but I'm just slightly overweight, and I feel great, due to my excellent health condition so far. It's only that I'm far away from the image of all those models and cover girls, skinny and pale, with prominent bones and sad eyes. I have quite a cute, round tummy, chubby cheeks, and recently I've discovered that I look very much like those ladies Rubens used to paint. If I could turn back time and live in that age, I'd probably be one of those beauties, with my roundness. Who needs flat abs and tone stomach, if they don't come in the same package with a big slice of happiness? I don't have a flat belly, but I wake up every morning smiling and thanking God for another beautiful and serene day.

So this is my question for you, my readers: are you striving to lose weight? If you do, is this quest bringing you happiness, besides all restrictions, diets, workouts or other weight loss programs surgery you've probably been through?

Moreover, how much were you overweight when you first decided to enroll in the weight loss race?