Ugh! I need to exercise more, but I hate exercising. I’ve purchased a treadmill and elliptical trainer that are sitting in my basement. I’ve used both of them a lot, but I usually stop because I’ve either hurt my ankle or my work schedule has allowed me to slack off. Definitely all excuses. Crap, I’ve spent at least $3,400 on my American Express card for these machines, I need to use them! I haven’t made it a priority to sweat my butt off before or after work. Three things that I’m working on this month towards my goals.
As 2019 approaches, I’ve been reflecting on a few things that happened to me personally during 2018. It’s a good way to start as I think about making a New Year’s resolution.
I’ve been living on the south-side of Chicago for over 11 years, and it never ceases to amaze me of how there is one particular area that pretty much gets away with selling everything under the sun to drivers attempting to get on one of Chicago’s major expressways, I-94. This area is 87th and the Dan Ryan. From t-shirts, hats, towels, candy, socks, batteries, water, juice, a bubble machine, and bean pies, the options are never ending!
Between clothes, chairs, at-home exercise equipment, and of course food; when I look over the past few years living a plus size lifestyle, I’ve been spending a lot of money just to be comfortable.
Concerts are expensive, I should be able to sit in a comfortable seat without feeling pain. Plus size seats are hard to find, and it’s not like they are labeled like handicapped seats. “Joy and Pain” is a famous song by Maze featuring Franklin Beverly. It became even more popular once it was sampled by Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock. I was born in the 70s, and I enjoy both old school classics! Recently I went to two concerts at the United Center, and for the life of me, I can’t understand why this amazing venue has incredibly small seats. When I come here, I literally feel joy and pain!
Since I was diagnosed with fibroids, it has helped me mentally to know that my body is not weird, and to prepare myself during the dreaded menstrual cycle. Going to work, visiting friends, or going on vacation with family can be a real hassle. Traveling with fibroids can be the worst. There’s more to pack that takes up space in your purse or suitcase – extra clothes, panties, tampons, and maxi-pads! And God forbid, don’t pack anything white!