Who said fat girls can’t do yoga???

 Alright guys…. dun dun dun…the time has come. 

I’m back. I’m in the middle of a TERRIBLE semester because chemistry is BULL…. I’ve maintained the 50 lbs since I lost since my birthday last year but haven’t lost any more. I work full-time for a few different families and spend most every moment of every day in downtown Denver, except when I’m sleeping. I have all sorts of news to share but as always…my rule has to be that I have to get stuff done before I write in here or else I’ll spend the entire freaking block of free time typing to my little heart’s content! I’m considering a name change on this diary. But since I hate when you do a name change and then people can’t find you, I’m considering just starting a whole new one. Thoughts? 

Last night I booked a trip to Cali for the week of Easter. My soul’s been needing it badly. I drug my suitcase out shortly thereafter and have been filling it with every imaginable thing in anticipation, even though it’s almost a month away. Imagine my shock when after booking I realized that SOUTHWEST LETS YOU CHECK TWO BAGS FREE!!!! I’m beside myself at being able to pack enough shampoo, bodywash, lotion, AND sunscreen along with hair products and not have them confiscated by the TSA Nazis. I’m even going to bring a full-sized bottle of perfume I might never use out there because I can!!! 

I finally went to a dr. for treatment of my Bulemia. They offered this been-studying-psychology-of-eating-disorders-for-5-years girl the HMO care package of anti-anxiety meds and antidepressants, or both if I wanted! So now I’m treating myself instead. Uphill battle every day, but one I’ll eventually win. I took up yoga a few weeks ago as a stress reliever and I’m surprised at how much it affects my day. The first day I couldn’t do downward facing dog for more then 3 seconds at a time because with my anemia and everything the lightheadedness was unbearable and I’d fall over. Surprisingly enough… it’s coming along nicely and I can do more and more. Who said fat girls can’t do yoga??? It’s way more fun then I imagined and I don’t feel like a flaming loser every time I attempt it anymore either.  

I’ve discovered lentils. I make my Barney shake again almost every morning. I think I should patent it.

I’m trying to fall back in love with myself. It’s so hard to do.