But What Exactly Am I Doing?

It might have occurred to you to wonder (or maybe it didn’t, I dunno) what exactly is this “Meagan” character doing in terms of health/fitness right now? I mean, we know the backstory now, but what about the right now? What exercise is she doing specifically? Is she dieting?

As I’ve mentioned previously, I’ve completed one round of PBR (click the link for more info) and started a second, slightly modified round. More specifically, on Mondays I am doing runs from Couch to 5k (C25K, as I often call it). C25K is structured to have 3 runs a week over eight weeks, and I’m only running once a week, so it’ll take a darn long time at that rate. Especially since I just finished “week one”, and decided to repeat it, so this coming Monday I will be restarting “week one”.

Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday are yoga days. I’ve been doing the regularly scheduled yoga classes from PBR, and if I have time/feel like it, maybe an additional online class or just making up my own moves as I go, letting my body do whatever it feels like doing. Wednesday and Friday are my strength/circuit training days, also from the regular PBR schedule. If you’re not sure what that entails, it’s a lot of body-weight strengthening moves, plus the use of some actual weights. I started out with only a 5lb (2.3 kg) set of dumbbells to my name so I used those for everything. I now have a set of dumbbells that have plates like a barbell so you can adjust the weight to be between 2.5 (1.1 kg) and 20 lbs (9 kg) each. I’m up to 15 lbs now (6.8 kg) on a lot of things, but for some of the more shoulder-intensive moves I drop back down to 7.5 lbs (3.4 kg).

Sundays we rest. Not for any religious reasons or anything, but just because that’s usually when it’s most convenient to do so and most likely to actually happen. Usually we have activities going on that keep us hopping on Saturday. It still happens sometimes, though, that we end up going for a hike or a bike ride (either pedal-bike or motorcycle have been known to happen). Whatever we do, I try to kind of keep it more chill and let my body recover as much as possible.

So the schedule looks like this at a glance:
Monday – Running (C25K)
Tuesday – Yoga
Wednesday – Circuit training
Thursday – Yoga
Friday – Circuit training
Saturday – Yoga
Sunday – Go away, I’m resting!

Markers and stickers are must-haves. Because reasons.

My current round of PBR is scheduled to finish on 5/12/19, barring any extenuating circumstances. I am tentatively planning on doing the PBR Yoga Only course after that, because I live in southern Arizona and around mid-May is when it starts being 100 degrees F (38-ish, C) all the time. Basically we stay indoors where it’s air-conditioned until sometime in monsoon season (usually mid-July through mid-August). An 8 week session of PBR Yoga Only will keep me in indoor workouts until mid-July, at which point I can re-evaluate based on Arizona’s current moods and how my body feels at that point.

“But what about food”, you may ask? What am I doing in that regard? I think you’ll find my answer quite unsatisfying, especially if you’re looking for a magical “diet” that will instantly help you shed pounds.

You’ll find me kicking around on MyFitnessPal under the username “blamethekitty” (there’s a backstory on that too, naturally). I do log everything I eat and I try to keep the totals within the “target” range the app gives me based on my current weight, height, and activity level. I’m not super legalistic about it, though, and if I go over by 100 or 200 calories it isn’t a big deal. And usually there’s one day a week (often a Saturday) where I’ll go over by 400-600, and so far that doesn’t seem to be a big deal either. Thanks to my crazy work schedule, I usually have 2 or 3 days a week where I have a hard time finding the time to eat as many calories as I’m “supposed” to, and I think over the course of a week it balances out. I do not have any “forbidden” foods at this point, though I do shy away from drinking my calories… I won’t drink sodas with calories, fruit juices, or alcohol. I mostly avoid alcohol because I don’t like the way it makes me feel… if I were fond of drinking, I’d budget that in somehow.

The only other at all entertaining fact about my diet is that I’m on my third or fourth week (I forget) of playing with intermittent fasting. I’m doing the most common method, from what I can tell, which is a 16 hour daily fast with an 8 hour “eating window”. Generally, I only eat between noon and 8 PM. And yes, I was previously a habitual breakfast-eater, and I mean the “I need to have some protein in the morning or I feel faint before noon” sort of breakfast-eater. It only took me a few days to adjust, though. My work schedule is such that when I work an opening shift, I usually don’t get to eat lunch until 12:30 or 1 at the earliest anyway, and when I work a closing shift I usually get my “dinner” break at 5 or 5:30. Occasionally, I have days where I don’t actually work long enough to get a meal break at work, and those are the days I generally have a hard time eating “enough”, simply because I don’t have time to eat. Particularly if it’s a 2:30 PM to 8 PM shift, meaning I essentially have to eat ALL of my calories for the day between noon and 1:30, since I’ll be driving between 1:30 and 2:30. Yes, my commute is terrible, if you were wondering, and if I’m on my motorcycle eating while driving isn’t an option either. I think, though, that these occasional “low calorie” days help balance out those days where I go a bit over.

I don’t feel hungry or deprived (unless it’s one of those days where I just didn’t have time to eat much). I usually have a small bowl of ice cream after dinner, and “dinner” is usually either whatever I brought to work with me or whatever my husband cooked that night, which is often from a box. I’m not exactly “eating clean” or anything over here… I do try to make healthier choices for snacks during the week and I always have some fresh fruit with my lunch, but then I go have a gyro and curly fries at Arby’s on Saturday.

It’s about balance, I guess is what I’m trying to say, and finding what works for you that you can stick with. You’ve probably heard this before, but diets don’t work because they’re temporary, and usually not even sustainable in the long run. You have to find whatever works for you that you can sustain over a long period of time. Long, like, for example, the rest of your life. (Which might be even longer if you get all fit and healthy and stuff… who knows!?)

Sorry if you were hoping for a play-by-play of exactly what I eat in a day. Like most things in my life, there’s no rhyme or reason to it. You’re a unique and special snowflake… figure out through trial and error what works for you and what doesn’t. I do, however, heartily recommend MyFitnessPal (I’ve been using it off and on for years, and consistently now for 116 days as of the time of this writing), if nothing else, just to figure out roughly how many calories you should be eating in a day. Too many is bad, but too few is also bad, and I know a lot of “dieters” who err on the side of too few and don’t understand why they aren’t losing weight. Spoiler alert: if your body thinks you’re starving, it’s going to hold on to anything it gets. You have to eat enough that your body doesn’t panic, but not so much that your body has to find places to store what it can’t immediately use. Again balance.

It’s all about finding your balance, really. ­čÖé In yoga, in fitness, in eating, in life… all of it is about balance.

Meaganmorphosis – The Butterfly Years

In my last post (go read it and the one before it, if you haven’t), we left off at the end of 2016. Me depressed, unhealthy, and longing for a change of some unknown kind.

My husband is former Air Force staff sergeant, and used to work on A-10 aircraft. In late 2016, he received an unsolicited job offer from a company that was getting a contract with the military to maintain the A-10 aircraft at Davis-Monthan AFB in Tucson, Arizona.

I have no illusions about why he agreed to take the job. He doesn’t like working on A-10s. He doesn’t love Arizona/Tucson (he lived here for 5 years while still in the AF, and served at Davis-Monthan). He hates the heat. He came here for me. He knew I needed to get away from Oregon and away from the job I was in. And I am extremely grateful to him for this because, in retrospect, moving to Arizona was the best thing that’s ever been done for my well-being.

We moved to Tucson, Arizona in early March of 2017. I didn’t have a job yet, so I had time to explore and time to think, which was quite a change from working 50+ hours a week at a job that was slowly destroying my soul in Oregon. I drove for a ride-share company for a while to make a little bit of money while I was looking for something more stable. I set up my yoga space in our new house but didn’t use it much. Found myself a more permanent job as a pharmacy technician trainee. My husband quit the job we moved down here for after only a couple of months because it was quickly destroying his soul, and he found one he liked better less than two weeks later. I think that job had served its purpose… getting me to Arizona.

During 2017 and most of 2018, I didn’t do too much in terms of exercise, other than some hikes and climbing around on rocks and stuff at Saguaro National Park and at Tanque Verde Falls. I was too busy unlearning everything I thought I knew about myself and trying to establish my own identity in a way that made sense to me.

Without any societal pressure to behave or think a certain way (because I knew absolutely no one), it was suddenly like I was free to be whoever I wanted to be for the first time in my entire life. I hadn’t realized how much pressure/stress I had from just trying to behave a certain way until I didn’t anymore. Not feeling like anyone was watching me or cared what I did was very liberating. And it turns out that, unbeknownst to me, my husband is a founding member of a motorcycle group down here in Tucson. Four bikers I’d never met showed up to help us unload our moving truck when we got to our new house. I learned to ride a motorcycle last year, and am currently a “prospective member”. And now I’m some strange biker/yogi hybrid, but I digress…

Anyway, I just sort of skated along not doing much of anything extraordinary until late-ish in 2018. Trying to remember to take my birth control while traveling in Europe had been problematic, and I was sort of tired of being on birth control in general… even though I’m obviously good at it, since my only child turned 17 a couple of months ago. I started looking into the idea of getting an IUD, and made an appointment with a gynecologist. Turns out, the IUD, insertion, and appointment were all fully covered by my insurance. I paid a $20 copay. However, like a responsible doctor, she did a full gynecological exam and a breast exam. And she found a lump.

In the space of twenty minutes I went from, “I’m not super-healthy but not dying” to “maybe I have cancer.” It was a huge eye-opener for me. Diabetes runs in my family. So does colon cancer. What else might I have that I don’t know about because I haven’t been to a doctor in over a decade other than to get birth control? I was near panic. I had to do something to take control of my health but I didn’t know what. And that same evening I saw an ad for PB Resolution.

Let me begin with this statement: I solemnly swear I do not work for Erin Motz/Bad Yogi in any capacity (currently, unless she wants to hire me… lol). I am not being paid to say any of this. With that being said, I had been peripherally aware of Bad Yogi since my early days of messing around with online yoga classes. I was even aware of Erin’s prior program, the “Perfect Body Yoga Program” (PBYP) which operated on the premise that the “perfect body” was the strongest, healthiest version of the body you have now. I liked the logic, but found it cost-prohibitive. So in one of my darker moments, I stumbled upon an ad for her new “Perfect Body” program, “Resolution” (PBR, as we call it). A 12 week program, yoga mixed with strength training. It looked doable, maybe even fun. And I liked Erin and the whole “Bad Yogi” thing. And also there was a Black Friday sale. I signed up, even though it was still cost-prohibitive (I am not wealthy by any means). I did the installment payment option and put it on my credit card. I was scared enough for my health to take the risk.

I started PBR on November 26, 2018, along with a whole bunch of other “bad yogis” who started what was then a new program at the same time. To be perfectly honest, when I started I was expecting to probably end up deciding it wasn’t for me and asking for a refund before the 30 days were up. But surprisingly, I stuck with it. There is a Facebook group where we encourage and support each other and swap tips and stories. PBR and the Facebook group are among the best things that have ever happened to me.

I will not say it was easy. It was hella hard at first, in fact, and there are days it still is. I think I was sore the entire first couple of weeks. But one thing PBR encourages you do to each week is to find your “why”… why are you doing this? What are your goals? What keeps you going? I made “accountability” posts in that Facebook group every single day. And gradually I went from “I can barely do a plank” to “I can hold a 1-minute plank”. When I started, my knees were still so bad that I could do about 5 squats and I couldn’t do lunges at all. I don’t know how many squats I can do now, but it’s upwards of twenty. Last week I did a proper lunge for the first time. And on the yoga front, I can vinyasa with the rest of the class now. Down-dog actually feels like a resting pose.

Christmas is weird in Arizona because it’s usually around 80 degrees F (27-ish C). Also it’s weird because all my relatives are in Oregon and usually it’s just me, my husband, and my son, and we cook a ham and eat it ourselves. This year on Christmas, after only about a month of PBR, we decided to go to Saguaro National Park and hike up a small mountain. I used to have to stop frequently when hiking uphill because my knees would complain, and I’d have to be even more careful going downhill. I stopped a few times on the way up to catch my breath, but my knees were fine. On the way down, I actually beat┬ámy┬áhusband to the bottom of the hill, because he was getting tired. I was practically running down that hill, jumping from rock to rock like some kind of deranged mountain goat and laughing about it! Score one for the Samurai Pixie! (see photo caption)

Christmas Day, 2018, up on a small mountain. I tried to pull my hair back and my husband said I looked like a “Samurai Pixie”. May have helped that I was wearing galaxy-print leggings that day and a tank top with the phases of the moon on it.

I completed my first 12-week session of PBR on February 16, 2019. During my first go-round, I lost 12 lbs and 13 inches from my body, but I gained a lot of strength and confidence. I feel like I have a tool now that I can use to help improve my health. I’m even flirting with running again. On 1/22/18, I tried the very first C25K “lesson” again, just to see if I could do it. I did it actually fairly easily. I was sore the next day, but apparently being roughly 20 lbs lighter than I was last time I tried it was helpful. And since I’m just laying everything out there in this blog, get ready for some “progress pics”. I don’t post these to highlight my weight loss, but rather to highlight that my body is changing as I get stronger. If you don’t believe me, look at my butt.

12/7/18 on the left, 2/17/19 on the right. Same outfit.
12/7/18 on the left, 2/17/19 on the right. Same outfit.

So anyway, when you “finish” a program that has been life-changing for you, what do you do? Well, if you’re me, you tweak it a little and start all over, and also start a blog. As of the time I write this (it won’t post for almost a week after I’ve written it because I’ve already got a couple of others scheduled in between), I’m on Week 2, Day 2 of my second journey through PBR. To switch it up a little bit, I’ve decided to work in a weekly C25K run. It will definitely take me more than 8 weeks to be able to run a 5k, but if there’s one thing I’ve learned from PBR it’s that slow progress is still progress.

That brings us up to the present day, so now we can start talking about other things. I have a couple of ideas, but do let me know if there’s anything you want my two cents on. I’m not afraid to research things and come up with an informed conclusion if it’s something I don’t already know about.

Also, while it’s absolutely true that I don’t work for Bad Yogi, I did ask if I could be an affiliate after I finished the program. What that means for you is that if you want to give it a try, use my link the coupon code “frienddiscount” and you get $25 off the price of the program. I also get $25 if you sign up, so win/win. And if you think a yoga/strength-training hybrid is not your jam or is too intense for you, there’s a yoga-only version of the program as well. I haven’t done the yoga-only version, but it’s an 8 week program made from the classes that are in PBR, so I’ve done the classes. Both have a 30-day money back guarantee, so if you try it and decide it’s not for you, you can get your money back. But you’ll like it… as I’ve said before, the Facebook group alone is worth the price of admission! Both of my affiliate links are below.

PB Resolution 
PB Resolution Yoga Only

Stay tuned for my further adventures in getting to be a stronger, fitter version of myself! And next on Saturday, another “background” post telling the story of how I came to be married to my husband, which is the closest thing to a real-life fairy tale that I know of, but I may be biased…

Oh, and just realized I left you hanging there. Finally had a mammogram in late January 2019, after much wrangling about with doctors and insurances. The diagnosis I got was “probably nothing”, but since I have no prior mammograms to compare to, they want to see me again in six months just to make sure. Apparently I have very dense breast tissue. Yay!

Meaganmorphosis – The Chrysalis Years

If you didn’t read the last post, I recommend going back and doing that. Otherwise you will have missed my entire childhood!

Today we pick up at around age 18 years. I was newly pregnant, newly married, and around 240 lbs. (109-ish kilos). As my pregnancy progressed, I started to actually lose weight. My doctor was extremely concerned. There was a lot of weighing and measuring. Finally, the conclusion she reached was, “You’re getting smaller, he’s getting bigger… so far as I can tell, he’s eating you.” As I touched on before, having a second metabolism in my body was the best “diet” I’ve ever been on. Shortly after giving birth in December of 2001 (just barely 19 years old by that point), I was down to 209 lbs (95-ish kilos). That remains the lowest weight I have ever been at as an adult.

By my early 20s, I was already a pretty accomplished dieter. My earliest brush with dieting was when my parents did Nutrisystem for a while when I was probably 7 or 8. At some point while I was in high school, my mother and I did a terrible (in my opinion) “cabbage soup diet”. You could eat unlimited quantities of cabbage soup! Small problem… I hate cabbage. So mostly I was eating whatever the other allowed food of the day was, which might be “two bananas and some milk” (I don’t like milk either), or “8 oz of hamburger”. Yes, I lost some weight because I basically wasn’t eating. It was terrible, and I don’t recommend it.

Also in high school, we did the “Weigh Down Diet”, which is a faith-based program for those who haven’t heard of it (I grew up in an extremely conservative Christian denomination). Basically it was teaching what we now call “intuitive eating”, which isn’t bad, but I wasn’t very good at it. Spoiler alert: still am not good at it!

Around the time I was 20 or 21 (and by that point a single mother), the Atkins diet got really popular. By that time, I had found my way back to my pre-pregnancy weight. So guess what I did?? Yep, did Atkins. Lost some weight, yes, but it wasn’t sustainable for me because I love me some carbs. Fell off the “wagon” and gained it right back with reinforcements.

My life wasn’t devoid of exercise during these years. Dance Dance Revolution was also popular in my early 20s, and I had a PlayStation version of it. One of my friends from high school and I would have “dance battles” on a regular basis that left us both sweaty and dying. I also discovered Zumba in my later 20s when that became a thing, and for a while I was going to classes once or twice a week. For a while, I had a membership to a women-only “Curves”-type gym where you went around a circuit of different machines every 30 seconds and I was doing some Zumba classes. That time period was probably the best shape I’ve been in as an adult (aside from now), but my weight was still in the 230s/240s.

When I got to age 29, I did probably the best thing I’ve ever done for my fitness level. I got a job that wasn’t strictly a desk job and involved climbing a LOT of stairs (I was an apartment manager). After working at that job for about three months, my weight was down to around 235 (106 kilos). So I immediately followed that up with one of the worst things I’ve ever done for my fitness level… I started a relationship with my current husband and got “comfortable”.

When we started dating, both of us were at relatively low weights for us. He had been working an extremely physical job and was down to 215-220. I was at 235-ish. We moved in together, changed jobs, and ate out a lot. By the time we got married in early 2014, he was back around 237 (which is where he is still… his body seems to live there no matter what), and I was back up around 245. 240-245 seems to be where my weight always goes when I’m not really doing anything especially healthy or especially unhealthy… it is my body’s happy place. I have seen articles use the term “set point”, and if I have one, that’s it.

Me and my son in September, 2012, about 5 months after my now-husband and I started dating. I was just barely 30 in this pic, my son was 10 going on 11. I was at a relatively low weight for me at that point, but still not far below my “set point” of 240-245.

We did some things during the early portion of our relationship. My son took up karate for a while and my husband and I both did it with him for a bit. I liked kicking things. I was good at kicking things. (Told you in the last post that’d come up again.) Also, the church we were attending at the time started up an adult kickball team to play in a local league, and my husband did 3 seasons on the team. I did two. (Again, kicking things!) It wasn’t really enough, though, and it was only during the short “non-rainy” season in Oregon.

If you were hoping for a happy ending to this post, sorry. Between 2014 and 2016, through a combination of a massive amount of job stress (by that point I was an “executive” at the property management company), cheap/unhealthy meal choices, and seasonal depression + Oregon grayness, I managed to get to the worst health and highest weight I’d ever been at simultaneously. I stopped looking after the scale hit 281 lbs (127 kilos) in 2016. I may have gotten heavier than that, but I can’t prove it.

My cousin married a woman (I affectionately call her “Coachy-Pants” to this day) who had lost a huge amount of weight through running and had become a Beachbody coach. She did it all… running, P90X, you name it. I wanted to be like her very badly. So I did my first flirtation with C25K. (“Couch to 5k”, for the unfamiliar. Basically it builds you up over 8 weeks so you go from non-runner to being able to run a 5k.) I had dropped some weight by then, but I was still a little over 260. It killed my knees… bad. While I did get to where I could run a solid 5 minutes without stopping, I gave up about three weeks in because I couldn’t even walk up the stairs in my house and my knees still haven’t fully recovered from those three weeks.

So I let “Coachy-Pants” try to coach me. I got the Shakeology shakes. I tried the “21 Day Fix”. It didn’t fix me. I bought Beachbody’s “Pi-Yo” program, which I now believe was on the right track but just a tad too intense for where I was at back then (that there is called “foreshadowing”… in the next post all will become clear!). I tried the “lite” version of P90X (I forget what they called it). My knees were so bad I couldn’t do most of it. I knew I needed to do something, but I didn’t know what it was.

In October of 2016, I was messing around on Pinterest and came across a pin that had cartoon drawings of I think twenty basic yoga poses “that anyone can do”. I am extremely “anyone”, so I figured I’d give it a shot. I got a cheap yoga mat for about $9 at Walmart (utter crap, by the way… pieces of the yoga mat would stick to my feet and I’d track them all over the house). I started doing yoga in the loft of my house on a cheap mat, and I fell in love with it. I started looking up online classes on sites like Yogi Approved, Do You Yoga, and just on YouTube in general. I did a few classes from Yoga With Adrienne. I also did a couple of classes from Erin Motz’s (a.k.a. “Bad Yogi”) 30 day yoga challenge. I never completed any programs or anything… I’d just do a class here and there and play with things on my own.

An accidental Groupon find led me to try an actual yoga studio. I won’t name the place, but overall it was great. They did Baptiste method Power Yoga in a heated room, and I would drag myself out of bed at 5 AM to make their 6 AM class. Yes, I was absolutely the only fat person there, but I was never made to feel like it was a huge deal. My favorite instructor was a woman named Mallory, who was fairly young at the time… I’d guess 22-23. She was hugely helpful and encouraging, and once told me after I’d been taking her classes for a month or so that she was so proud of me and she could tell my practice had grown so much just since I’d been there. I tried a couple of the other instructors, but never liked any of them as much as Mallory.

One morning Mallory wasn’t there, and teaching in her place was the owner/founder of the studio, who I also won’t name. I did not enjoy this woman’s class at all. I could not hold chair pose for one minute (again, my knees, at that time less than two months after that three weeks of running I did). In what sounded at the time to me like a very scathing tone, though my perception may be colored, she told the class, “I’ve never had a student who couldn’t hold chair for one minute! Come on!”

I never went back.

Even my home practice became inconsistent after that. I was too fat and too broken to even do yoga properly. Which anyone was supposed to be able to do. I would try occasionally, but there was always something I couldn’t do, something that was too hard. I had lost the joy in yoga that I had initially found, and I didn’t know what to do about it. Actually, by the end of 2016 I had lost the joy in most things.

I’ve never been diagnosed formally with depression, but some things you don’t actually need a professional to tell you because they’re pretty damn obvious. I’ve struggled with depression on and off throughout my adult life (the time toward the end of my first marriage was so bad I don’t even clearly remember most of it), and it always got worse during Oregon’s rainy season, which basically lasts 9-ish months, so you don’t get a lot of recovery time before it starts over again. By the end of 2016 it was clear something had to change. Something had to give.

And then my husband got a job offer. In Arizona.

Why I’m Here

This is the first time I even kind of held crow pose. It was last week… lol

Hello! I’d like to introduce you to me. I’m Meagan. I’m currently 36 (as of this writing), a wife, mother, and all-around pretty average fat person. So, you know, I decided to start a fitness blog. Makes sense, right? Totally. I knew you’d agree.

I’m going to say it real loud for the people in the back: THIS IS NOT A WEIGHT LOSS BLOG!! Real talk, that’s not what I’m here for. I’m all about getting to be a stronger, fitter, healthier version of my current self, no matter what the number on the scale says in the end. Will that number probably go down if I do my job right? Yes, because I’m currently at a very unhealthy weight. Do I have a “weight loss goal”. No. Is there a specific number I’m looking for on the scale at which point I can declare myself successful? Hell no. For me, this journey is all about being stronger/more able to do things than I was yesterday. That is all. I anticipate a few changes in my body shape to be inevitable, and I may even eventually share some before/during pics, but “skinny” is not my goal.

Here’s what I’m here for: I want to share with you the honest, non-Instagram-worthy truth of my personal journey to fitness, which has been in process for 13 weeks as of the time of this writing (more on where I got my start later). I’ll tell you about what’s working for me and what didn’t work for me. There might be product reviews (non-sponsored unless I clearly indicate otherwise). There will be general discussion of things in the “fitness” world that intrigue/irritate me. There will be yoga, and also general discussion of things in the “yoga” world that intrigue/irritate me. Images of a fat person (me!) doing yoga are likely to be posted, and there will probably not be much in the way of filters/fancy photo editing at this point. We’re keeping it super real up in here!

Let me make it clear that I am NOT a certified yoga instructor. I am not a certified fitness coach. I’m not a certified much of anything at the moment. I used to be a Certified Apartment Manager, but I changed careers and let that credential lapse, and I am not yet a Certified Pharmacy Technician (probably coming in mid-2019). But I am definitely NOT certified to tell you anything definitive about yoga or health or fitness. All I’m telling you is my opinions/experiences, and what worked/didn’t work for me. That is all!

The first few posts are going to be the “backstory”… just letting you all know how I got into my current, sorry state (which is getting a little less sorry every day!). By the time I’m done with that, you should know me well enough that we can move forward in our relationship and start having deep conversations about interesting things like I mentioned a couple of paragraphs ago. I felt it important, however, that you get to know me a little bit first.

Although I’m an introvert in real life, people are often fooled into thinking I’m an extrovert because I fake it so well. That being said, I absolutely DO want to hear from you! Use the comment thingie-majig and tell me what kinds of things you want me to weigh in on. Tell me your stories, your successes, your failures. And if you happen to figure out what my purpose in life is, please do let me know… been trying to figure that one out for YEARS.