I'm 64, but I act like I'm still 12. I go to schools. At colleges, they come out in droves, they almost scare me. I think it's just to see if I'm still alive. After I work them out - and it's not easy - I sit them down and we have a serious talk. Are they eating? Working on their body? I can say things parents won't say. No matter where I go, I talk to each one individually after I teach. They tell me things like, 'I'm starving, guys like girls thinner.' I give them concrete advice about self-image and self-worth.

Take a moment every day to find peace. Pull over to the side of the road, turn off the radio, and find peace.

I have rules about eating, exercising and rules about staying positive. And these rules are sacred to me.

If you don't love your mother you go straight to hell.

Truthfully, everyone knows how to eat right. They know the difference between oatmeal and a jelly cream doughnut. They know how to walk. Everyone has this in their brain. When I started, we didn't have all this knowledge.

Its an eerie thing. My childhood is being washed away.

One day I may be meeting you and hearing how you've changed your life by saying, "Farewell to Fat".