Archive for August, 2015

What Makes Me Happy


to-makeExercising never made me happy and I can’t say I had the best role models for that growing up.

I grew up in the suburbs of Philly during the 80’s. “Working out” was how many times you lifted a to your mouth or how many times you pounded out pizza dough. Living in California for as long as I have, it becomes a part of your daily life (or else you get kicked out of the state… Nah, I’m kidding… Sort of), but it still didn’t make me happy.

Friends and experts on the Internet told me that I needed to find something that I liked. So I tried lots of things like running, hiking, swimming, belly dancing, cardio machines, Pilates, Yoga, Salsa, and even walking. I learned that I hated to run, but I liked everything else, just not enough to develop into a routine. I even poured money into a personal trainer and all I got out of it was a bruised shoulder on my first session. I never went back.

My Progress So Far #1


images-87It’s been about 7 months since I was diagnosed with a Gluten and Dairy Intolerance. At first, it seemed like my symptoms appeared out of nowhere, but in retrospect, I think I’ve had this problem for a very long time. Like years… No matter what I did with diet and exercise, I always seemed to gain weight.

In October, I peaked at 202 pounds and was a size 16. I was so horrified with myself. The shame of how I looked and felt, seemed to permeate every aspect of my life, even work. And despite my recent complaining (read this or this), I’m grateful that this happened to me. I know, right? Being grateful seems like a very strange emotion to have for something so serious, so let me explain.