Tag Archives: weightloss
I’m back from the radiologist. My fear that the lumpy thing under my arm was something sinister has been eased. The radiologist is confident it is breast tissue affected by nursing. He said that when milk ducts fill it sometimes … Continue reading
I’m struggling. I’ve overeaten this week. I have a baby that won’t sleep and a husband that’s working long hours. I could do much better. Pirate’s Booty has been my junk food of choice. Why won’t Quinn sleep? Who knows. … Continue reading
No one runs in my family. I am not built like a runner. My bones aren’t weightless. My legs aren’t gazelle-like. As a child, no one ever said, “Now that one…she’s going to be a runner.” I am not a … Continue reading
A month ago I was completely fed up with myself, my life, my fat legs and stomach. I had tried every “diet” out there and had almost given up completely when I came to the realization that obesity, in my … Continue reading
Welcome to my road trip through 29, weightloss via weight watchers, and my half marathon training, all while I zig zag back and forth across the country in a giant truck. It’s not always pretty, but it’s a beautiful ride.