I drank too much pop. Way too much like I'm talking two liters a day too much. If you cut me I would probably bleed diet pepsi. That's right not only did I drink ungodly amounts every single day, I drank diet pop. I want to talk about why I drank diet pop though. I… Continue reading I challenge you!!
I've always been overweight ever since I was a kid. Well almost always, but that isn't the point of this post. People used words like "big boned", and "baby fat." Until I got older then those words turned to "you're really going to eat that", and just "fat." Somewhere theres a transition though I can't… Continue reading Truth is, I am not big boned.
I haven't restarted my exercise program for I fear that I may be headed straight into another attack. I've woken up the last few mornings with an achey face, and jaw. This usual means I am going to experience pure hell very soon. I think the anxiety of waiting for it to strike again may… Continue reading Just one small step.
Today I came face to face with a harsh reality. They jam pack our food with so much crap it is almost shocking. I mean don't get me wrong I know they need additives, and such I don't live under a rock. We have all seen it the people, the ads, and yes even the… Continue reading Healthy? Not so much.
It is a hard thing to admit when you've let your circumstances get the best of you. Both to yourself, and out loud. It is hard to admit when once again you have failed, and slipped back into that life. The one where you make unhealthy choices, and feel like crap. All because well you… Continue reading But they’re wrong.
Set backs are inevitable, for me they happen more then most. Its so discouraging to get in a rhythm one you can be proud of at that. All to have it torn down once the monster returns. The illness I suffer with is currently unknown, but the attacks don't go unnoticed. My face swells to… Continue reading This Time I Choose Me
I really believe that life lessons are found when things don't go as planned. It's a test of our resilience, a test of how bad we want things. It's our ability too look the set back in the eye and say " I see you, and I am not giving up." Yes I want to… Continue reading I see you , and I’m not giving up
I am guilty of starting things getting discouraged, and giving up. This blog, nails , exercise,making sneakers, and quilting. These are just a few things I've started, and then lost interest in, or gave up on. Ive decided to utilize this blog, for holding me accountable. I will be documenting my sucess, and failures on… Continue reading One Very Small Step