Sunday, April 16, 2006

What's Eating You?

There is a saying. "It's not what you eat but rather what's eating you." It's an attempt to put meaning to why people are fat. Folks used to think that people were fat because they were lazy. Then Oprah attempted to change that by attaching some inner emotional turmoil as the reason. Today on my favorite web page that I read every Sunday ( a woman shared her secret and it was this "I am eating myself to death because I don't own a gun." That is a turbo-charged version of my own reason. I am fat and getting fatter because part of me just doesn't care.

Sunday, April 02, 2006

Swim or Die? Nah! Swim or Dye!

A few months ago I blogged in an entry titled "Swim or Die", about my desire to take better care of my earthly vessel. Because of some health issues, swimming is about the only fitness activity that doesn't make me cringe in pain. I am fat and sick and I am sick of being fat. So, in January with the best of intentions, I wrote out a check for a one-year membership in a health club with wonderful swimming facilities. I went every day for nearly 30. Then I went a coupla days a week. Then I went one day in a coupla weeks. Last week I thought I had gotten my mojo back and went two days in a row. Yesterday my reason (read: lame excuse) for not going was that I HAD to dye my hair (Hate that gray? Wash is away!) and could not expose the few precious strands of hair that I have left to the chlorine. (Remember I make a choice every day to pull out many of strands of what used to be my luxurious mane.) So here I sit fat as ever but man does my hair look good!