Runaway Train

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 →

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 →

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