© Jem Sullivan
It was vaguely familiar—and excruciating—that bleary awakening just a couple of hours after going to bed, to a vise clamped to my pounding head, preventing the pain from escaping into the pillow I seemed to be trying to suffocate myself with. I was suddenly overcome with a rabid thirst—and challenged with the daunting task of reaching for my Yeti cup of water on the nightstand … Read More
Now for the part everyone is going to hate me for…
To have been told in last month’s post (I am a Rectangle) to add something new to your lifestyle (quicker, fast-twitch movements when you work out; cross-training in and out of the gym; interval, weight-bearing exercises) in order to get the results you’re after, is one thing. That went over pretty well.
And I really thought I wouldn’t be. I was sure that if I watched my weight, stayed really active, and took my vitamins, I could avoid becoming a rectangle. It’s really one of my least favorite geometric shapes. (Though I don’t like trapezoids much either.)
But alas, I am becoming more rectangular by the day, and I weigh the same as I did when I … Read More
Hi, I’m Sharla, and I’m a Recovering Gravitophobic
I’ve recently achieved a sort of grudging détente with my bathroom scale. I went more than 15 years without voluntarily weighing myself. When I’d be forced to do it at my doctor’s office, I would stand on the scale with my back to the numbers and tell the nurse I didn’t want to know. Ha! I’m sure … Read More