Weight: 273.2 -2.8
I feel: supported
Luckily...I do. More than a handful, in fact. Tankgirl, Chalkmama, PhadThai, Rowdy, Krispy and CrazyCracker are my closest friends. Each will tell you that I have picked the perfect alias for them. :)
Tankgirl has a strength only challenged by my mother's...she can bulldoze thru anything and is an inspiration.
Chalkmama is my artsy soul sister and close confidant.
PhadThai is pretty hot and dirty...haha! and a super friend that I can talk to about anything.
Rowdy likes to claim that she is not...but I know different.
Krispy is the kind of friend who really thinks about you, total sweetheart.
Crazy Cracker gave herself her own alias...because she is crazy...and I love her.
These ladies know everything there is to know about me...almost...even some of my really deep dark secrets...and they love me anyway.
I ended my blog yesterday with the statement that I needed to get my social support in place. Now this is tuff for any of you who are like me and are in denial that you are fat. :) I totally say that with love; but going out to my email, cutting & pasting a link to this, my fabulous phat foodiness, and then going thru my email list to see...who? Who can I send this to that won't be embarrassed for me? Who I know I can count on, that I won't feel judged? Who do I know I can trust with whatever secrets I put in here? Doing that took alot of me.
But I did it and sent it out to select friends and family that I knew I could count on. And they haven't let me down. I also sent it to my Samurai. He knew I was doing this, but I hadn't let him in. I know I have to if he is going to help and support me in this.
Good news: I am back on the wagon with exercise. Did it yesterday and today, AND I almost got all the damn dance aerobics steps down. I am also doing a 10 minute kick-boxing routine that is good for my upper body. I have been a little more conscious about my food as well.
It's not how many times you fall, it's how many times you get up, right?
onward.
Tankgirl has a strength only challenged by my mother's...she can bulldoze thru anything and is an inspiration.
Chalkmama is my artsy soul sister and close confidant.
PhadThai is pretty hot and dirty...haha! and a super friend that I can talk to about anything.
Rowdy likes to claim that she is not...but I know different.
Krispy is the kind of friend who really thinks about you, total sweetheart.
Crazy Cracker gave herself her own alias...because she is crazy...and I love her.
These ladies know everything there is to know about me...almost...even some of my really deep dark secrets...and they love me anyway.
I ended my blog yesterday with the statement that I needed to get my social support in place. Now this is tuff for any of you who are like me and are in denial that you are fat. :) I totally say that with love; but going out to my email, cutting & pasting a link to this, my fabulous phat foodiness, and then going thru my email list to see...who? Who can I send this to that won't be embarrassed for me? Who I know I can count on, that I won't feel judged? Who do I know I can trust with whatever secrets I put in here? Doing that took alot of me.
But I did it and sent it out to select friends and family that I knew I could count on. And they haven't let me down. I also sent it to my Samurai. He knew I was doing this, but I hadn't let him in. I know I have to if he is going to help and support me in this.
Good news: I am back on the wagon with exercise. Did it yesterday and today, AND I almost got all the damn dance aerobics steps down. I am also doing a 10 minute kick-boxing routine that is good for my upper body. I have been a little more conscious about my food as well.
It's not how many times you fall, it's how many times you get up, right?
onward.
I AM NOT LOUD... oh crap... :)
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