I have finally figured out that as much as I love to write, as much as the words come into my brain and clamor for a page to live on, I am not one of those writers who lives to write. Or writes to live. I know some artists need to create like they need to pee. I like to pee in private, but I like to write for other people.
Which means that many of my projects go unfinished, lingering like the wilting mixed baby greens in my fridge. I start with a bang and end with a — well, I don’t really end. It just…
So I was thinking. Maybe if I committed myself to a topic we can all usually find something to say about, and if I agree to post twice a week, and if I make it about something bigger than myself, maybe — just maybe — the folks who love me will not just read – but converse – with me about it? Maybe it can become….something?
The topic I’ve chosen is one that I think will garner many a comment – the indisputable battle of the bulge. But the approach I want to take is one of war. I know why I gained almost ten pounds since the holidays (thank you, chocolate covered pretzels). But now, I want to understand why I can’t get it off. And why, like my 80 year old father, I want to nap in my armchair at 2:00 every afternoon. Or why some days I am mentally fuzzy. Or why I am starting to resemble everything that, when I was 15, I thought a 42 year-old mother of 2 should look like, and what I was sure I would NEVER be.
So, I am going to commit to the following, and I hope you will commit with me:
1. I will write a minimum of 2 posts per week.
2. I will do my best to journal what I am eating and how I am feeling, primarily because I want to begin to chart this. I want to live a life that is healthy, vibrant and beautiful, and I will not go down the path of aging without a fight, damn it. I want a beautiful life.
3. I ask you for accountability. If I don’t post, ask me why. Read and respond. Get involved in my quest for fitness and share with me yours.
4. I will schedule a check-up with a doctor, a nutritionist and a personal trainer, as I can afford them, and report back what they say.
5. I will invite guest bloggers to chime in. I already have some in mind.
If you plan on reading this blog, please understand I will often digress into areas of family (crazy), my Mary Kay business (love it), my faith (I’m a Jesus freak – get over it), women’s rights (my great-grandmother was a suffragette) and anything else I feel fit to write about. It’s my blog, after all. If you don’t like it, get your own. I will try to keep it positive, though, unless you make me mad. Good luck with that.