Yesterday, was an angry morning wake up. I had had horrible trials the day before as well. I was super angry. I mean super angry. No one wants to wake up to trauma at 6 am. No one. That’s what happened to me. The kind of crap that takes you to the level of stroke.…
I have had a bad day. I woke up to a bad day. I’m hurting. I’m hungry. I’m tired. AND I’m super hungry. Not our best pic, but Erica’s faces says it all. I’m using my bosu ball to keep myself fit for my GUSU paddle board. Bosu…GUSU. I have a thing for usu’s. Squatting…
Yesterday’s yard work uhhh … put a HURT on me! We were so zonked that Mike and I had to stop before we were finished. Both of us groaning and limping like old people …. wait … aren’t we considered old? NOPE … that can’t be right. Lifted weights on Thursday, played with the Bosu…
Still posting via phone so it’s gonna be Short. I know you just hate that. I really hate going to the Y now that I have gained some of my weight back. Whereas before I loved coming. I hat seeing my body on camera as I walk past the desk. I had gotten to where…
As life would have things. I can’t seem to upload my photos at the moment. Life has been running in that vein for the better part of 2012. My life has seemed out of my control. No matter how hard I try to bring order to the chaos–I cannot. It just keeps going bonkers and…
Diary of an Angry Fat Woman 