Looking for My Waist… Seriously

I feel like I have been playing at losing weight. I’m on board one day. I’m weak the next. The next day, I am good again. It is time to get serious. Excuses like I made last week, have to be a thing of the past. Procrastination is not my friend. A bad mood is not a good reason to overdose on chocolate. Having a good cook around is not a good reason to eat everything they make. If I am going to find my missing waist, I am going to have to be strong… very strong! Exercise… well, that’s … Continue reading

Looking For My Waist: There Should Be Dancing!

I went dancing last night. I am sure this sounds like no biggie, but you have to understand that his was HUGE for me. I have always prided myself on being the person that has thrown all black (African American) stereotypes to the wind. For one, I have no rhythm and I am proud of it. Nope, I can’t dance. For the last 14+ years of my marriage and the 6 years of dating that preceded, my poor husband has had to drag me onto the dance floor kicking and screaming, and then take the horrible assault on his feet. … Continue reading

Looking for My Waist… and my sanity

Three things happened this week to get me off track: A sprained ankle: I have these chunky clog-ish shoes that I sprained my ankle while wearing. I keep re-spraining it. It is quite painful really, but I have been wearing boots and shoes that support my ankle and pushing through the pain… but I cannot move as I want to. In laws visiting (actually relocating locally): My in-laws have been here finalizing the details on their dream home, which are a few miles from our house. They are retiring and leaving New York. This week I lost some of my … Continue reading