THE NEW ME It was impossible to get Twinkees, McDonald’s hot apple pies, donuts or ice cream in Madison, WI between 1972 and 1983 because I ate them all. Like a Hoover vacuum I’d make my way through piles of food because when you’re full, you don’t have to notice how empty things really feel. I have no idea how much I weighed. At the slightest mention of stepping onto a scale I’d binge diet. I went to prom in a size 54 suit, with 52-inch waist pants. A block of Velveeta chee