Recovering
Originally published at i.am.a.new.lis. You can comment here or there.
So the Christmas holiday is behind us and I am slowly but surely recovering from an unexpected surprise. No, it's not my dope new iPod Nano (currently showing Vik Duplaix vid's heh). Nor my ultra cool crock pot (yea, old ladies such as myself dig stuff like that). But something altogether different.   You see, I've always known my @ss had gotten big, but I had NO idea how huge it really was until my brother in law forwarded me some photos taken during the Christmas celebration. Talk about depressed? I was like "who the h e double is that?!' I literally thought (Martin Lawrence's) Big Momma had infiltrated our party. Lo and behold, it was ME! lookin' like a drive in movie screen! This is totally unacceptable.
Especially as I approach the big 4-0 this year! Everyone who is already up over that hump, says things *change* from that point on. That it becomes increasingly harder to lose weight. Not only do I want to lose weight, but more so, just be healthy. Don't want to go taking away from the years that God has already portioned out for me!
So, like the rest of the world, at this time of year, I'll be getting my big behind in the gym too! The objective though, is to remain in the gym, long after the crowd has trailed off. Which is a big problem. But I'm going to try to be optimistc about it. New year, renewal and all that jazz (*smh* and laughing).
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