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Shooting from the Hip Flask

I'm Chunky. Pass the Peanut Butter

  By | Wednesday, 02 March 2016

Ugh. I know one of the things that I have mentioned time and again...

 

is that I need to chip away at my New Year’s resolution list. And while I realize that a lot will still be on the list next year, (ahem, learn Italian), I did promise I would try to chip away at it. That is one resolution that I would like to try and keep. And like every other American, losing weight seems to be on the list every year.

I just don’t make myself and my health the priority. And so far, I have been very lucky in that regard. I am busy with my kids and a full-time job, running around all the time to meet every extra-curricular activity, and keeping up with the house. I try my best to exercise in the early morning and, in general, I eat ok. But I absolutely 100% DID stress eat my way though my divorce, and I have never taken that weight off of me. I earned every pound of that. And additionally, I’m not getting any younger. With each passing year, I seem to gain a smidge more. I’m not crazy fat or anything, but I definitely qualify as chunky. And it’s time to stop the madness.

I’m hoping the public declaration will help.

Truthfully, if I needed to truly stare my reality in the face, the small gain every year is because I have taken a lover. And oh, helllloo lover. I really can’t help that my lover is a late-night snack. OK OK, I suppose I could, but this is one break up that might burn the most. You see, we have a fantastic relationship. He smells good. We snuggle up at night and he looks fabulous. He tells me what I want to hear. He doesn’t argue with me. I recognize that our relationship is terribly one-sided, with him just giving and me doing all the taking, and it is for that very reason we need to break up. Maybe I’ve been doing a little too much taking.

So I am starting to form a game plan. It’s not going to be easy, because it requires me to put myself on the priority list. I know that’s something many parents struggle with. I just have to game plan a way to sneak it in there without being totally disruptive to our lives. I think I can do it.

So I’ll keep you posted. Maybe even one day you’ll see a photo of me that involves more than just a head shot. LOL.

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