The Universe Wants Me to Be Fat

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I admit it.  I am overweight.  I’ve been carrying the extra pounds for several years now.  I told myself I was happy.  I told myself I was content shopping in Lane Bryant.  (Have you been in there?  They have really stylish fashions.)  I told myself and anyone that asked that people had to accept me the way that I am.  More of me to love.  And I was content.  Until I wasn’t.

January 2013 I did some self reflecting and decided I wanted a healthier me.  A thinner me.  I vowed to lose at least 75 lbs. before an upcoming trip to Las Vegas.  I joined a gym and made modifications to my eating.  I was on the way.  (Have you heard of Zumba?  This activity is amazing.  Exercise that is fun!  Who knew?)

Three weeks in and everything is going well.  I have my exercise and eating routine down.  I lost five pounds.  5.  Pounds.  Clothes are a little looser.  I have more energy.

And then tragedy struck.

Flu-sick

It started with a cough.  The cough was followed by muscle aches, nasal congestion, a headache and nausea.  That’s right. The flu attacked.  I haven’t had the flu in over six years and it picks now to try and throw off my new-found lifestyle changes.  Curses to the universe!  Or the coughing co-worker.  One of them is to blame for my misery.

I’ve been out of it for the past five days.  But I have learned some things during this episode   The human body makes a ton of mucus and can spew it from every orifice on the body.  Thank God for health insurance.  There are some things worst then death.   And I really miss exercising.

Take that cruel universe. You may have wanted me to give in and wallow in my out of shapeness (new word alert).  But I won’t.  Not as long as that gym debits those monthly dues out of my account.  I have 70 more pounds to lose.  Vegas is waiting for the new and improved me to show up.

What about you?  Anyone made any life style changes this year and find the universe working against them?

How to Procrastinate in Six Easy Steps

Get busy writing!
Get busy writing!

The plan was to spend the day writing.  It was an easy Sunday morning and I didn’t have anything planned.  The kids were busy doing homework so I was distraction free.  As night fell, I realized something about myself.  I am the world’s best procrastinator.  Let me show the way is six easy steps:

  1. Wake up and immediately turn on the television.  I figured I would watch  30 minutes of Melissa Harris-Perry on MSNBC.  That turned into an hour and a half.  But no worries, it is important to stay informed about current events.  It can only enhance my writing.
  2. Check email.  You have to keep the inbox clean.  Besides, all those emails about publishing, blogging and writing can be considered research.
  3. Now I’m hungry.  Prepare a late brunch of pancakes and sausage.  You can’t write on an empty stomach.
  4. Cell phone dings.  It’s my turn in Ruzzle.  I discovered this game on Friday when my co-worker sent me a request.  I am hooked.  50 games later I took a break.
  5. Check in with the hubby.  Daily communication can only strengthen a long distance relationship.  I can’t help it if we talked for over an hour.
  6. Now it’s time to cook dinner.  Have to feed the kids.  After supervising the cleaning of the kitchen and getting things taken care of for the next day, I’m too tired to focus on the characters in my head.

When I named this blog, Unwritten, I saw it as a call to action not a self-fulfilling prophecy.  I’ll do better tomorrow.

Does Absence Make the Heart Grow Fonder?

I don’t say it enough when you are around

 But I feel it acutely when you are gone

I take it for granted when we are together

 But I long for it when you leave

I can smile without you being here

But I feel more alive in your arms

Long distance relationships suck.