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One year ago today I started my weight loss journey. I decided not to wait for the new year to jump off before I got my shit in gear and DID SOMETHING about my condition. Believe it or not, I had (have) a long way to go to get to my ultimate goal. However, my shorter term goal is closer than ever.

I’ve managed to lose 45 lbs this year. I know, you’re thinking, “DAMN, and you STILL have more to lose???” Yeah, I do. But I just wanted to take a moment to stop and appreciate the hard work I’ve put in to get this far, and the changes I’ve made to better my life. This past year was about changing the way I ate. I’ve been VERY successful at identifying my poor eating habits, and how to correct them. I realized that I had no clue what I was doing, and I was on a path of destruction. I’m so thankful for the awakening, because at the rate I was going, I was gonna eat myself to death. No lie.

This next year, I’m focusing on activity. Moving my body and giving my heart the workout that it deserves. I recently started doing some exercise at home after work, and by the end of a 30 min session, I was dying (if not before the end). A young 25 yr old woman should surely be able to move her body for 30 minutes without passing out.

so.not.sexy.

That was another awakening that I needed to get into shape and get fit. Not (necessarily) thin, but fit. And able. Able to be an active member of my life. I don’t know if I’ll start chronicling the journey using this site, but I wanted to make the declaration so you all are witness to my commitment. Thats what helped me succeed this first year with my weight loss goals, and I thank everyone who participated in the long trek from there to here. I couldn’t have continued without your support.

So here’s to the next year of goals, dreams, aspiration, purpose, and weightloss!  

 

 

This is SHESOPINIONATED.com,
and everyone is entitled to my opinion.

And I plan to restore my archives (hopefully) before next year, or shortly thereafter. I wouldn’t mind taking a look back to see where I’ve been, and use it as motivation to get where I’m going……and never return.

 
This holiday weekend had an indescribable start on Saturday. I thought about going into detail, but eh……I’ll just give you the highlights.
 

Vivian Green (gifted, talented, amazing, brilliant)
Bar-hopping
Drinking
Aimless text to stalkless stalker (was supposed to be stalking me since Thanksgiving, but stood me up)
Met up at different bar
Tall, lanky, sexy, freshly shaven bald head
Compliment on my looks
His creepy friend who looked at me like he wanted to devour me (I learned that despite the fact I was there on behalf his friend, he did indeed want to devour me)
Invitation to an “afterparty”
Compliment on my smell
Unexpected attack in the stairwell (Mr. Hyde, is that you?)
Lips & hips on fire
Walk in the rain to his place
Awake from an aggressive, blooper-filled night of fornication
Make my way home in a daze
Find random hickey on my neck 2 days later
Wonders if I’m back in 9th grade

 

 

Recovers the rest of the weekend.

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and everyone is entitled to my opinion.

 
ETA: Matter of fact, I never even got a hickey in the 9th grade……or any grade.

And why has it afflicted me?

I stumbled across a picture of who I think is the baby mama of my former potential interest mentioned in the previous post.
 

To my girls: Yeah, I know I made an official “no kids” declaration, but he swooped in there just beforehand. But if she acts up, it won’t take but a flip of the switch to shut the whole operation down down down.

 
So yeah, I’m pretty sure thats her. And I immediately started thinking, “Oh she’s not that cute.”

 
Yo, WHAT IS THAT?

 
Is it hate? Am I hatin’ on her?

 
Why? Why would I do that? I CERTAINLY don’t want to change places with this stranger, and I damn sure don’t want his child.

 
What do I care what she looks like?

 

 
You’re right, I don’t……

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and everyone is entitled to my opinion.

……I’m just subconsciously preparing myself for if when she finds out I exist, and the drama ensues.

Oh blissful, optimistic me.

Its already starting. Lose a lil weight, gain a lil hair, and a sista is already ON herself. And yeah, I’m fine……
 

……but I’m not THAT damn fine.

or am I?

 
Man. I hit the karaoke bar last night with my girl. It was like all the guys were in heat or something. I was gettin hollered at and compliments thrown at me from every witcha way. It got to be a lil ridiculous, for real. (is this what the visually blessed have to deal with on a daily? Eek! )

 

I know, I know.

First I’m complaining that I had no one to talk to at the last party I went to. And now I’m complaining cuz I couldn’t get em off my neck. What-evs!  

I’m still tryna figure out this whole cute, sexy, fly thing I got goin on. My swagger blindfolded me, dragged me out the house, put me in the car, and took off without warning. Yall should know I don’t do compliments, and I don’t do men pressing me like a flat iron. Thats something I’m sure I’ll never get used to.

 
But it was somewhat flattering. Had me feelin’ myself all the same. A “You Go Girl!” was certainly in order  

 
Meanwhile……a former potential interest was lingering around the bar. We said a brief hello when I first got there.

Dammit, he still looked good. I was deep in reverie, thinkin about what his naked chest would feel like pressed against my naked back. And vice versa. Mmmf. (Wait, was I staring?)

Yeah, I wanted to speak to him a lil more, so I asked him to step outside. I grilled him about why he disappeared on me, and he apologized, giving me the “excuse” that he lost his phone and my phone number with it.

Yeah, ok.

He was telling me how nice I looked (no doubt), how he’d been waitin on me to come back to the bar (sure), how good it was to see me (I bet), and how he was noticing all the attention I was getting (say word?). He commented on this guy that was chattin me up at the bar, saying he saw him eyeing me from the moment I walked in. I was like, “Damn, I guess YOU were watching me too.” He didn’t deny it. I asked him why he was steady watchin. He said somethin about his feelings leading his eyes my way. (??) Mmmk.

So we were gettin cozy and familiar (again) outside the bar. As we decided to walk back inside, some GUY walks by us, grabs my hand and starts with the (not so) sweet talk. Babygirl this, and baby-boo that.

EXCUSE YOU?

1) Release my hand.

2) Do you not see me talkin with another dude? Hell, another PERSON at that?
 

Back off bucko.

And thats just a sample of the foolishness that went on last night.

*sigh*

It ain’t easy being Breezy.

When your ex gets married.

EDIT: The former lover who for whatever reason didn’t work out at the time, but……ya know. Yall still cool. Ever felt some kinda way about it? I mean, not that you were planning on getting back with them……but, would them getting married affect you in one way or another?

 
I can think of 2 names that would definitely make my stomach drop if I found out they were getting married. Is it because I still like them or want them? No, not necessarily. But something about the option being taken away……it would make me tilt my head to side a bit.

I wonder if it would affect you less if you’re in a committed relationship of your own. Probably, because that right there takes away the option of you being with anyone else (in theory).

 
When my friend first brought up feeling this way about an ex, I figured she was trippin and probably just had the marriage itch (she’s single too). But when I thought about my own experiences, I realized that she wasn’t alone. I’d definitely feel funny if money turned up married, engaged, or even seriously dating someone else. Especially without discussing it with me first.

Oooooo, maybe thats it. Having not totally ruled each other out as potential partners……it would certainly catch me off guard if I find out he’s committing to someone else. Cuz that would mean he decided to rule me out, rule US out, and didn’t even consult me about it.

Oh yeah, that would rub me the wrong way, fa sho. Call it what you wanna call it.

 

affected.

Whew. A lil too much opinionated honesty comin’ out on this one.

 

 

This is SHESOPINIONATED.com,
and everyone is entitled to my opinion.