"Starting over means you haven't yet given up." Ever since almost dying a year ago, I've tried in earnest to get back to the routine that helped me lose 40 pounds three years ago. I've had flashes of inspiration, but a nagging lack of motivation that has piled all that weight plus some back on,... Continue Reading →
Him: What's the ricotta for? Me: I'm going to make pasta-less lasagna with zucchini instead of noodles. Him: Pasta-less lasagna? That's like God-less religion.
I've talked before about struggles with my weight. I was pudgy as a child — "pleasantly plump," if you will — and the mild teasing and occasional ostracism as a young person led to issues that I believe kept me from losing the weight for good because I felt like if I lost the weight I... Continue Reading →