312.2 LBS How could this be? I weighed 324.8 pounds three weeks ago. I sat on the floor and looked at my weight scale. I turned it over, checked the new battery, calibrated it per the instructions. I cautiously step back on the scale and there it is again. Like Magic. I am shocked, pleased and mostly suspicious. It's like some result from The Biggest Loser show. I used to watch that show and marvel at the beastly trainers as they ladled out the expected weight loss for the contestants: Next …
The Adventures of Permanent Lifestyle Change Girl: Do I Have To Go?
Good morning! I have to go to the gym. I have no choice, I have an appointment and someone who believes in me is paying for it. This is a good thing or I sure would be keeping my sorry ass in the bed this morning. It was a late night. No, I wasn't partying! And no excuses! I have to eat a good breakfast or I get lightheaded and shit when Jeremy kicks my ass. I'm just saying. Then I remembered my trip up the stairs Wednesday night with no pause to catch my breath. That's why I am doing this. No …
The Adventures of Permanent Lifestyle Change Girl: Boxing, No Prisoners.
I'm taking no prisoners - mainly because I don't have the energy after another heart-pumpin, keister-moving session with Jeremy the Trainer. I'm calling him "No-More-Mister-Nice-Guy" Jeremy because he is making me work my patootie off. He's always smiling and ever so gentle as he pushes me to go further than I thought possible. And I'm taking baby-steps. …
Black Hair Matters: My journey of growing out my natural hair.
I have been on a journey with my natural hair every since I did the "Big Chop" (term for cutting off the chemically- straightened hair) of my hair when I was in my early 20's. I have always kept it close cropped which is the look you all have seen for the past three decades. Lately, I have been growing it out and it's more than just a length choice. It's a commitment and has become a cultural movement. …
The Adventures of Permanent Lifestyle Change Girl – The Reboot! My Trainer Got Real Today!
I knew it was coming. Last week, Jeremy the trainer was such a nice young man, gentle and kind. Today, he was still kind as he gently kicked my butt. It felt good - even when I fantasized about flinging that weighted ring thingy into the window instead of moving it slowly "to the right side - shoulders down, relax the neck." I kid, because I know that we are doing very basic movements, I'm just out of shape. This old body of mine is hanging in there though. I only wanted to stop once or twice. …