I Surrender

Right now I am just angry at Mental P Mama, Marlene, and BHE.  Angry.  Annoyed.  Ticked.  You all and your healthy ways.  I seriously dislike that, you know.  I've read your posts,  learned about your plans to regain your bodies and health, and cheered when you each lost weight.  I did that because I'm nice.

But me diet?  No.

Me stay happy with the as-I-am me?  You bet.

I have some friends with thicker middles, so I was simply going to spend more time with them.

But your pesky posts perculated in my pea-brain.  They poked me and pinched me and called mean names.  Yep, that's what they did.

So, on Friday, when every school in town was closed because it was -11 at school time, I pulled out the Wii Fit.  I have refused to use it since Santa arrived with it, but on Friday I began to think that if you all could do something good for your bodies, I could, too.

My goal of one chin-up by Christmas failed.  (Now I'm trying for one by my April birthday.)  I figured that the Wii Fit would do what I needed.

First, I went through the assessment portion.  ARGGGH!  It said that I am 57 years fit.  Excuse me, that's one entire decade older than my actual age.  Then it said I was 20 pounds heavier than I thought I was.  Then it said I was overweight bordering on obese.

Then I got a little scared, and I began to think that maybe the Mama, Marlene, and BHE are going the right direction.

My plan is now:

• to be careful in my eating
• to actually workout with the Wii Fit regularly
• to continue my chin-up pursuit

And we shall see what happens.  Today, when I think of Dr. King telling us that the unthinkable could be achieved, I believe.  I believe for MPM, for Marlene, for BHE, for me, and for anyone else out there with a dream or goal that seems elusive.