My Clothes Are Not As Tight (Fitness Update)
Yesterday morning, I ran 2.5 miles. Then, in the afternoon, I went to Pilates. This morning, I woke up and went to a kick-ass spin class.
After class, as I was getting in the shower, I couldn’t help but think, “Who the f@$k am I?”
I’ve had that thought a lot in the last couple of weeks.
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I’m Not Fat But My Clothes Are Tight
I’m fat.
Okay, so I’m not fat but I’m heavier now, by almost ten pounds, than I was a year ago. And I liked my weight a year ago. Really liked it.
But now my clothes are tight.
And I know what has happened.
Messy Bed, Messy Head
I am a new woman.
No, I didn’t have a boob lift.
And no, I haven’t lost those 10 lingering pounds.
And most definitely not because I’ve discarded my identity and am starting over in Las Vegas. (Though that does sound appealing at times.)
Oh, That’s Why I Feel This Way (PMS)
I get in to bed. My heart is beating rapidly but all I’ve done is walk up the stairs. My head is full of things I have to get done. I actually have a pain on one side of my brain and I’m contemplating waking my husband up and telling him that I’m having a...
Crying (Over Raynaud’s) In Las Vegas
Remember that trip I made to Las Vegas after the New Year? The one that didn’t go so well because of our accommodations? Well there was something else going on that also made it rain on our parade. A torrent of tears. You see, I have Raynaud’s.
Waiting For My Gynecologist (With 1D)
I played a new game today. It’s called “Waiting For My Gynecologist.” Kind of like “I Spy” but different. I played it while I was waiting for my gynecologist. Duh. I was sitting there, on that white paper covered table, for what seemed to be an interminable amount of time. Undressed down to my birthday...
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