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Monday, August 10, 2009
Monthly Pics
A journey. It took fighting uterine adenosarcoma to make me realize how delicate and fragile the chance of life is. When I won I decided to feel every fine edge of living. I want to run with my loved ones to experience all of our world’s marvels, both simple and miraculous. Shedding burdens I’ve carried all my life isn’t easy -- unfounded fears, irrational addictions, and warped mirrors. Sounds so easy, but just tackling my food addiction is really tough. This blog journals my weight loss, but hopefully it will tell about how I’m living much bigger.
---Date-------Weight-----Total Lost
03/19/2008 … 311lbs … -00lbs
03/26/2008 … 302lbs … -09lbs
04/02/2008 … 300lbs … -11lbs
04/09/2008 … 297lbs … -14lbs
04/16/2008 … 289lbs … -22lbs
04/23/2008 … 288lbs … -23lbs
04/30/2008 … 283lbs … -28lbs
05/07/2008 … 284lbs … -27lbs
05/14/2008 … 280lbs … -31lbs
05/21/2008 … 278lbs … -33lbs
05/28/2008 … 278lbs … -33lbs
06/04/2008 … 273lbs … -38lbs
06/11/2008 … 271lbs … -40lbs
06/16/2008 … 269lbs … -42lbs
06/25/2008 … 267lbs … -44lbs
07/02/2008 … 265lbs … -46lbs
07/09/2008 … 265lbs … -46lbs
07/19/2008 … 258lbs … -53lbs
07/23/2008 … 258lbs … -52lbs
08/02/2008 … 259lbs … -51lbs
08/04/2008 … 254lbs … -57lbs
08/16/2008 … 250lbs … -61lbs
08/23/2008 … 250lbs … -61lbs
08/30/2008 … 250lbs … -61lbs
09/06/2008 … 250lbs … -61lbs
09/13/2008 … 246lbs … -65lbs
09/20/2008 … 245lbs … -66lbs
09/27/2008 … 246lbs … -65lbs
10/04/2008 … 247lbs … -64lbs
10/10/2008 … 241lbs … -70lbs
My Previous Journeys
A refreshing breath of humanity: Dancing.
About Me
Abandoned, Adopted, Lover, Mistress, Wife, Mother, Lhasa Lover, Cancer Survivor, Gnostic, Paranormal Researcher, Catholic Survivor, Fast Convertible Driver, Grad School Graduate, World Traveler, Environmentalist, Procrastinator, Fantasy Art and Novel Lover, Dream Philosopher, Fat Fighter, Paralegal, Paris Lover, Probably OCD, Wantabe Wacom and Sketch Artist, Liberal turned mournful cynic. Now you know more about me than my mother ever did.
I used to abide in a corner with my wings pressing close at my side until I sighted the distant horizon where the skyline encircled the sea. I throbbed with a burning desire to travel that immensity. I battered the cordons that bound me, balanced my wings on the breeze and soared to the upper most reaches with rapture, power and ease.
Overcoming a food addition or living after fighting cancer isn't as wonderous, noble or easy as this poem suggests life would be for a survivor. However, if breaking free of food addition and cancer is battering the cordons, then living above great challenges is soaring where the skyline encircles the sea.


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