Mini-Post

Thought I'd revive my blog with a mini-post. Much less painful than a catch-up post including all of my wonderful knitted creations. (Well, knitted creations haven't actually been that numerous. Life has been good-- and busy-- and I'll post pics tomorrow!)

I had grand plans to lose weight this summer, but only ended up adding around 10 to my already wide girth. I'm back at TaeKwonDo (green belt now, so I get to spar. Won't be posting pictures of that anytime soon, I promise), which helps, and I've been exercising on my own some, and I have a friend starting Weight Watchers with me this week, so there's hope. I live in a place where the "neuveau-riche" soccer moms run rampant, the kind who wear tight jeans and low-cut tops, push their kids to WIN!, spend equal (long) hours at the gym and at the salon, and have a Bluetooth permanently implanted in their ear (although they don't work outside the home).

(You know, I think the best place that I've met truly kind, authentic, warm people is in my knitting group. Even as we've grown, the ladies still-- to a one-- fit that general profile-- kind, authentic, and warm. How wonderful is that!)

I found this post via a link that Catherine shared (it's a link from Love, Honor, and Dismay, another wonderful blog) and thought I might pass it on. So many of us are so hard on ourselves because of our weight-- I'm one of the first to feel uncomfortable and unworthy and duck my head because of it-- that we forget where our real value lies. I know that it's said so much that this sounds cliche, but if you're interested, here's a link to a wonderful blog that puts it beautifully in perspective: Blog Antagonist