“Whether you two piece, or one piece, or shorts and teeshirt, or wear nothing at all – summer is still coming and all you’re required to do is enjoy it.”
Tag: weight loss journey
Crimson and Clover – Day 1, Week 10
Wedding season is coming. Longer days are coming. St. Patrick’s Day is coming. Karaoke is back. I’m back. And focusing on me and my kid has made the lead up to 40 feel exciting – not fearful, or frustrating. I am so, so, stoked to see this year through. To get up and rollerskate. Skateboard. Mosh. Dance. Leap, prance, run, explore.
Hurry Up and Heel – Week 8, Day 1
“I hope that each of you get something from these blogs and seeing my desire to continue forging forward, good or bad, gain or lose. Because without each of you reading, following, commenting and responding, it’s easy to lose my way. Thank you.”
Week 8, Day 1 #weightlossjourney
Dance Magic Dance – Week 7, Day 1
The takeaway from this week is actually being content with life exactly where it is right now. It’s not about making peace with the past. It’s not forging forward and musing about where the journey will land me. It’s about right now. What right now looks like for me. And I’m finally at peace with it.
I Get Knocked Down … But I Get Up Again – Week 6, Day 1
Do you know how I know Intermittent Fasting is working? I didn’t gain anything this week. I should have. If I hadn’t been fasting, I would have. Let’s back up. On Monday, and impromptu visit from Kid C’s Dad ended with she and I being stowaways on a trip back home to see my family….
Hungry Like The Wolf – Day 1, Week 5
Let’s face it. Face the January’s. Face the injuries. Face the set backs. Face the world, because you can only turn your back for so long before you become as cold as the winter.
Mama Said There’d Be Days Like This – Day 1, Week 4
For me, this is what I need to chronicle this journey. This is what I require. Journeys, paths – they’re different for everyone. As unique as your own story, and your telling of it.
I make my bed because I need something to believe in. I need something to remind me that one day, I can look back and say – through it all, I found a shred of normal. I was there, buried beneath the throw pillows and blankets and the colours of my room where I went to find even a shred of normal from a life we used to know.
self-care isn’t selfish.
Take the nap. And the selfie. And extra time when you run through the next drive-thru for a coffee just for you. Use a bathbomb, and read a book, and make time for just yourself. And while you’re at, you’ll find yourself asking: where have I been all my life?
the truth about tummies.
I hope you remember that they call it a journey for a reason. Stay focused on your course. Don’t compare yourself to anyone else. Being authentically you is sexiest of all. Pooch, no pooch, flat, pierced, rock hard or jiggly. You are lovely. And so is your tummy.