A runaway train. That's my life. Right now. Since I last posted I have watched my life slip off it's tracks and go careening at full-speed into a wall of self-sabotage. I know I should be eating healthy. And I was. Until about two weeks ago. Okay, maybe longer. I am back on the carbs... Continue Reading →
Missing The Mark
This last week was, I thought, pretty good as far as meeting my goals. I ate well, went to the pool for some exercise, made it to my weekly meeting with the ladies. So you can imagine my surprise when I completely missed the mark on my last goal. My goals for last week: No... Continue Reading →
Change: Good For The Body, Good For The…
Well, it's really good for everything. I am going through what I hope to be a shift (instead of a phase) in my life. I'm making a point to change my thinking surrounding food and my health. I had a friend say a couple of different things this past week that really stuck in my... Continue Reading →
Getting Older Sucks
Gray hair. Wrinkles. Creaky ankles and knees. A sore back. Hell, I think I'm even shrinking. Getting older sucks. Now, I'm not old. I am what they would call "middle age". But damn do I feel... old. And I'm tired of it. As those who know me probably remember I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes a while back. ... Continue Reading →
“Fat” Is Not A Bad Word
I have noticed throughout my years of being a fat chick that people have a tendency to be very uncomfortable with the actual word “fat”. I'm not sure what it is about me (any of us “plus-sized” folk) using this word as a descriptor for ourselves that causes such visible discomfort, but you can practically... Continue Reading →