One morning, as I hung between sleep and consciousness, I utter the sentence, "The smoothness of the elephant is obscured by its wrinkles." I imagined it must have deeply profound meaning. The depths of its meaning(s) have not yet been plumbed.
While I would like to say that this blog is about discovering the deeper meanings of the textures of elephants, I can only hope that I may accidentally stumble upon them as I use this blog to track my journey from a slightly overweight middle aged woman with a shoulder injury (crashed my bicycle on "Ride Your Bike to Work Day") to a fit, gorgeous babe in her twenties. Okay, that may be reaching too far. I'll be happy with losing 25 pounds and getting my butt (and all the rest) back in shape without falling off my bike.
Here's a good starting point--it's the first day of June, my schedule is winding down (and I'm looking for a summer job), and it looks as if I will have been out of high school for thirty years by the middle of this month. Let's go!!!
First step--slow down. I eat TOOOO FAST!! Years of cramming lunch down between lessons and traveling have trained me to inhale food before my companions have brought their first bite to their mouths. That stops now (it's gonna take some thought). So, off I go to chew my food. . .
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Yummy yay hey!
my journey from a slightly overweight middle aged woman with a shoulder injury (crashed my bicycle on "Ride Your Bike to Work Day") to a fit, gorgeous babe in her twenties.
Meh, twenties aren't all they're cracked up to be -- at least mine were miserable. I say go for a fit, gorgeous babe in her 40's! Hey, when I was at the mall this weekend I bought short-shorts at Express. They look good! Maybe I can wear them at the beach. -neon
No, twenties basically sucked. But the things you could do . . . I could sit around for weeks and then go out and run two miles with no repercussions, pull all-nighters, work 15 hour days. Those things take a major toll on me nowadays.
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