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15 Pounds and Underestimating Self-Esteem
It’s been a tough couple of weeks, what with the rash and steroids and advice not to sweat, but despite it all I dropped another three pounds, bringing my total to 15 pounds for the six weeks. At least, that’s what my scale says. The scales at the gym and at my doctor’s office usually…
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No, I Would Not Like a $200 Pair of Magic Underwear
Mine is a long street with dozens of houses, but in the cul-de-sac where I live, I have at least two neighbors involved in MLM, get-thin-quick schemes. I was approached by each on two separate occasions. One was selling that Ardyss International “Body Magic” thing, a severely restrictive undergarment that claims to shrink you at…
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A Biggest Loser Challenge? Absolutely
Confession: I have not been to the gym since Friday. I know, I know. Please don’t yell at me; I have been so incredibly busy, every time I plan to go, I seem to run out of time. I have plenty of excuses, including too many responsibilities, not enough time. Today, though, everything is all…
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Walking in a Splinter Wonderland
I’m thinking about training for a marathon. Not a running one, though. A walking one. Is it still considered a marathon if you walk? Maybe not. A walkathon, then. Training for a walk. Sounds silly, doesn’t it? However, I’ve had shin splits. Very, very painful. Not wanting to experience that ever again. Training will strengthen…
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The Curious Case of Gabourey Sidibe
When Gabourey “Gabby” Sidibe walks the red carpet Sunday night, all will judge how she looks in whatever she’s chosen to wear to the Oscars. People will stare, comment, smile and be polite – in public. We will hear commentators talk about her Precious role and sudden fame, maybe her mother, maybe something about the…
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At the Gym, Proper Coverage is Everything
At my gym, every now and then a woman will shuffle from the showers to the lockers naked, giving new meaning to the term “indecent exposure.” Bags, sags or stretch marks, no matter. I’m guessing these ladies have high self-esteem. Me, I dress and undress in one of the changing rooms. I can’t imagine ever…
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Brown Bag Test: Whatcha Got for Lunch?
When my children were younger, I did everything I could to arrest their weight gain. Overweight during both pregnancies, I knew each was born with more fat cells than average. That’s my fault. My responsibility is to make sure those fat cells stay lean. Years of elementary school lunches started showing up on Trey and…
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Sometimes, Loss of Appetite is a Good Thing
Woke up to some truly awful news. The kind that sends you into shock: You can’t get properly angry or sad. You just go numb. At least, that’s been my reaction to really bad news of late. First, go into shock. Then, prepare for battle. I’m thinking it’s the loony pills. I just don’t wig…
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‘Fat’ is the new ‘N’ Word. Seriously?
Over on HuffingtonPost.com is a column by some chick named Vicki Iovine headlined FAT Is the New ‘N’ Word. She’s white, and that’s all I’m going to infer about why she played the race card. The headline – a breathtaking work of staggering ignorance – speaks for itself. And hey, it worked: It got my…
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Doctor’s Orders: Stay Out of the Gym
Today is Day 3 in The War of the Rash. I’m on two different, very strong meds, one which causes intense drowsiness, the other insomnia. The first casualty of this internecine war? My willpower. The first, Prednisone, is a steroid that for years I’ve refused to take because I’m so susceptible to its side effects…
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