sorry for the radio silence lately… i’ve been going through it. just been in a funk. it happens sometimes. i’ve learned to deal with it, but occasionally it holds on for longer than i’d like. the anxiety is the cause. i know and recognize that. but the blues, man? that always surprises me. my fitness/food… Continue reading from a hot mess to another new beginning.
i just started reading “master your metabolism” by jillian michaels. it’s brought a lot to my attention and also reminded me of several things that i need to change in my diet. i’m reading carefully and thoughtfully, making notes of things i need to work on. for some time now, i’ve been really interested in… Continue reading why are real lemons used in furniture polish but not in lemonade?
(ONE) spring break was great! i had some really fun moments! and i actually got some stuff done. not as much as i though i would, but isn’t that always how it works out? a haircut and color, some spring cleaning, a little hangout time with my friends, and there’s a ufc fight tomorrow night.… Continue reading 3.14 | high five for friday!
you know… there are days when I have it all together. and there’s days when i don’t. sometimes i look in the mirror in the morning and give myself some finger guns and move on. there’s been more of these days lately. but there’s still days when i stand there for a little too long… Continue reading these battle scars don’t look like they’re fadin’
i recently went to the doctor for that dreaded annual appointment. it’s standard to be weighed at the beginning, of course. i honestly hadn’t weighed myself in a few weeks. i get burned out on it and sometimes even obsessive. i wasn’t prepared for the nurse to be a complete bitch. she was totally short… Continue reading the battle with the scale
just look at it. decide. move on. be awesome. i ran across this video the other day. i’ve probably watched it five times. the first time, i cried and i laughed. i needed to hear those words. my self-image has been in the crapper lately. i’ve never been called “beautiful” by anyone that i can… Continue reading beautiful
damn… sometimes my IFG (inner fat girl) gets the best of me. lately, it’s at the strangest times. that bitch just shows up and makes her presence known through my words to myself, my comments to others, my body language, and my shyness. her grip is strong though. and i don’t know how to pry… Continue reading my IFG is kind of a beeotch sometimes
