Getting through motherhood one hour at a time
I remember the good old brain days when simple things did not overwhelm me. This is no longer the case. I suppose the more shit you pile on top of your inner noggin, the less space there is for more crap…. kind of like my garage. One more teetering box is just asking to fall […]
Read More The Good Old BrainThis has been kind of an interesting journey for me, this swim stuff. See, I never could swim as a kid. I tried. I remember having to take a class at the Y when I was elementary school aged. I didn’t do well, though. All I remember is endless kicks while hanging onto the wall. […]
Read More A History of SwimmingSo foggy today. We have a sleep number bed, but damned if I can find the magic number that will eliminate my husband’s snoring. He’s getting over a cold, so I can’t completely blame him … .but that doesn’t stop me this morning. I tripped on the bags under my eyes on the way to […]
Read More Working On ItI am a tall chick. I’m 5’11. It’s not news that i’m big. This body and most bathing suits do not mix. The tankini, while probably designed for a slim marathon runner, is the ideal suit for me because one pieces simply do not work. They just aren’t long enough. We have pants that are […]
Read More Swim MeatI have been working pretty hard on my food demons. I’ve been working out with a personal trainer since August, and simultaneously dealing with food issues with my therapist. A one-two punch, as it were. I’ve been doing pretty well all around, actually. I’ve made some break-throughs with eating and habits. I’ve made some changes. […]
Read More Food DemonsI’m borderline diabetic. I’ve finally decided to start eating accordingly….. grudgingly. Tonight’s new introduction is acorn squash. I went shopping the other night looking for replacements for our staple (i.e. every single day side) of potatoes/pasta/bread. I keep hearing how amazing spaghetti squash is, so while picking up one of those I got ahead of […]
Read More Goodbye CarbsI have exactly one year to get fit by 40. I’m not assigning a weight to that or a size. I just want to feel and be “fit”. Only I will know what that means, and only my body will tell me what that means. I’m gonna go ahead and assume the jiggle will be […]
Read More Fit By 40I started with a personal trainer. Here are some revelations that occurred afterwards: Throwing up during a work out seems like it would be painfully embarrassing. Especially since i’m certain she’d make me still complete the circuit. I was SOOOOO happy not to be driving a stick shift. (I took a spinning class a couple […]
Read More Pain & GainOk. I haven’t been keeping up with the weight loss stuff like I should. I HAVE been going to meetings, however. I feel like i’m crashing a course I continuously forget my homework for. I have been going to meetings because that seems to be the only consistent commitment I can make. I haven’t been […]
Read More Dyslexic Weight WatcherYesterday I was primed and hopeful to weigh in at Weight Watchers. I had the most active week to date. I had been tracking like a mo-fo. (daily for three weeks in a row!) I was RED-AY. I step on the miniature livestock scale and boom. I get the whispered, crinkle-nosed “You’re up a little […]
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