Curve

I recently read that Liv Tyler, one of the world's Ultimate Curvy Beauties, lost enough weight to fit into a size four dress. That depressed me a little. She is almost a foot taller than I am and we are now the same size. I guess I shouldn't have read that. More than two years on recovery and I still worry about being over a hundred pounds. Good gods.
Does Liv still have those wonderful curves, I wonder? I hope so.

I'm still not past it. No, I haven't thrown away the tape measure; but I don't use it as obsessively as I used to. I don't need to. I use my eyes. The last time I stepped on a scale was last month, and the numbers were fine. I wish I didn't feel so hungry so much, but that just means I need more high fiber and high protein foods. I can never say no to avocados, and bananas, and mozzarella cheese, and flaxseed oil, and peanut butter jelly whole wheat sandwiches. However, I still have steps. I'll always have steps. It was painful, being sick, and sometimes it is also painful recovering. That part of my brain that had been taken over by the disorder is like a raw nerve, often prodded.

For lunch I went to Ruby Tuesday's and placed an order to go, to take back to the office lunch room. A bison cheeseburger, with portobello mushrooms and fresh avocado. If I could eat bison instead of beef every time I eat red meat, I would. It's much healthier and it tastes better. But it was the mushrooms and avocados I focused on most. Very filling. But it was still so much food for me. It was my choice to eat it all, but it was also my choice to walk as much as possible afterwards, to do ab crunches at my desk, to flex and tense the muscles all over, to actually work to digest and process the food and the calories. I think that a lot of people in America need to remember that exercise can be done anytime, anywhere, even at an office desk.

Walking home from the bus stop, avoiding ice and hopping up and over small snow banks, was almost fun. It got my heart rate and base temperature up, and it released much needed endorphins.

Curve

I recently read that Liv Tyler, one of the world's Ultimate Curvy Beauties, lost enough weight to fit into a size four dress. That depressed me a little. She is almost a foot taller than I am and we are now the same size. I guess I shouldn't have read that. More than two years on recovery and I still worry about being over a hundred pounds. Good gods.
Does Liv still have those wonderful curves, I wonder? I hope so.

I'm still not past it. No, I haven't thrown away the tape measure; but I don't use it as obsessively as I used to. I don't need to. I use my eyes. The last time I stepped on a scale was last month, and the numbers were fine. I wish I didn't feel so hungry so much, but that just means I need more high fiber and high protein foods. I can never say no to avocados, and bananas, and mozzarella cheese, and flaxseed oil, and peanut butter jelly whole wheat sandwiches. However, I still have steps. I'll always have steps. It was painful, being sick, and sometimes it is also painful recovering. That part of my brain that had been taken over by the disorder is like a raw nerve, often prodded.

For lunch I went to Ruby Tuesday's and placed an order to go, to take back to the office lunch room. A bison cheeseburger, with portobello mushrooms and fresh avocado. If I could eat bison instead of beef every time I eat red meat, I would. It's much healthier and it tastes better. But it was the mushrooms and avocados I focused on most. Very filling. But it was still so much food for me. It was my choice to eat it all, but it was also my choice to walk as much as possible afterwards, to do ab crunches at my desk, to flex and tense the muscles all over, to actually work to digest and process the food and the calories. I think that a lot of people in America need to remember that exercise can be done anytime, anywhere, even at an office desk.

Walking home from the bus stop, avoiding ice and hopping up and over small snow banks, was almost fun. It got my heart rate and base temperature up, and it released much needed endorphins.

Curve

I recently read that Liv Tyler, one of the world's Ultimate Curvy Beauties, lost enough weight to fit into a size four dress. That depressed me a little. She is almost a foot taller than I am and we are now the same size. I guess I shouldn't have read that. More than two years on recovery and I still worry about being over a hundred pounds. Good gods.
Does Liv still have those wonderful curves, I wonder? I hope so.

I'm still not past it. No, I haven't thrown away the tape measure; but I don't use it as obsessively as I used to. I don't need to. I use my eyes. The last time I stepped on a scale was last month, and the numbers were fine. I wish I didn't feel so hungry so much, but that just means I need more high fiber and high protein foods. I can never say no to avocados, and bananas, and mozzarella cheese, and flaxseed oil, and peanut butter jelly whole wheat sandwiches. However, I still have steps. I'll always have steps. It was painful, being sick, and sometimes it is also painful recovering. That part of my brain that had been taken over by the disorder is like a raw nerve, often prodded.

For lunch I went to Ruby Tuesday's and placed an order to go, to take back to the office lunch room. A bison cheeseburger, with portobello mushrooms and fresh avocado. If I could eat bison instead of beef every time I eat red meat, I would. It's much healthier and it tastes better. But it was the mushrooms and avocados I focused on most. Very filling. But it was still so much food for me. It was my choice to eat it all, but it was also my choice to walk as much as possible afterwards, to do ab crunches at my desk, to flex and tense the muscles all over, to actually work to digest and process the food and the calories. I think that a lot of people in America need to remember that exercise can be done anytime, anywhere, even at an office desk.

Walking home from the bus stop, avoiding ice and hopping up and over small snow banks, was almost fun. It got my heart rate and base temperature up, and it released much needed endorphins.