As I write I am 32 years old and almost 20 pounds overweight.
I know who I am but that awareness hasn’t yet caught up with the bad habits I seem to maintain.
For one, I am attempting to grasp something other than a fork to dig in to the cake I ordered and had delivered to myself.
Yes to myself.
Long story for another post.
I’m not new to blogging. I had a decent blog a couple years ago. Nothing viral but I had a good 10 regular readers. OK fine, 8. My mom and I don’t count .
That one I’d post on Facebook and it had its own page.
This one I won’t post to Facebook myself .
1) I no longer use FB.
2) I’m not ready to be aware of when people I personally know are reading it.
See, my idea behind all this is to let you walk through this all with me.
Religion (or lack thereof )
All of it… in an effort to force myself to become the person I know I’m capable of becoming but continually self-sabotage.
Maybe that should be my first real post (seeing as this turned out to be more or an About Me post):
“Pizza, Cake, and Me:
Why Fat Me Hates the Skinny, Healthy, Hot Me Hiding in the Flab”