Skinny People Problems

I will try to avoid doing that girl thing of never being satisfied with my weight, however I will continue to set new goals for myself as I accomplish them because I now see that complacency will make you and keep you fat.  Based on my bathroom scale this morning, I have lost a total of 93lbs since January 2011.  This picture was taken on May 24, 2013 and I was happy that Santa agreed to take a picture with me on his day off. 😉

Two and a half years of changeI will admit that I’m proud of this accomplishment and although it has become cliche, especially for athletes, I absolutely acknowledge that I could not have done this without God.  Specifically, I know that I am not only an emotional eater, for too long I turned to food for comfort.  That resulted in me weighing more than 250 lbs nearly one year after having twins (I weighed less DURING the pregnancy).  I ate, and ate, and ate because I was miserable and food gave me a temporary fix.  I have learned that God is my permanent fix and while I will continue this new, healthy lifestyle, it comes with problems.

I call these problems “Skinny People Problems”

Like any good list, I will number these in order of their problematic nature and of course we will countdown because who doesn’t like a little delayed gratification

My top 10 Skinny People Problems

10. It used to happen that when I went to parties or concerts, I could have conversations with friends or remain somewhat anonymous and enjoy the music.  Now when I go parties or concerts, people who I have never met want to take pictures of you or with you or dance with you and cause others to watch you laugh and have a good time.

9. When I was heavy, electronic sliding doors would open within 10 feet of my approach.  Now that I’m “skinny” I have to wave my arms in order for the motion sensor to detect me with many of those doors…also, doors seem to be harder to open, despite my increased muscle mass.

8. Eating out was always fun for me.  I could order savory meals, and ate every single bite of food that I or my date paid for.  These days, when I go out to eat, I hardly get through half of the meal before I feel full and because I lost by eating clean, I can taste the sugar and grease and it’s unappetizing.

7. If I was coming down an aisle or trying to pass behind someone, they would stand up and move or slide their chair up as far as it could go for me to pass.  Now, they hardly move their legs at all for me to pass and certainly don’t think twice about moving their chair when I need to get behind it.

6. People wouldn’t offer me food unless everyone was eating.  Now, people will offer me food if there is anything edible in the vicinity because they seem to think that I am hungry all the time or maybe I just look hungry.

5. You expect your clothes to get bigger as your body shrinks and it is exciting to buy smaller sizes, but do you expect your shoes to get bigger because your feet shrink too? Some of my favorite shoes are now too big and I have to get special inserts to wear them.

4. When you are a corpulent girl, friends don’t try to pick you up and no one asks you how much you weigh.  These days, guy friends want to pick me up when they hug me or even carry me and I have to remember how much I weigh or I guess I could just learn to lie about it like a normal woman.

3. I used to have a lap that was versatile and useful.  If I wanted to count coins or basically anything smaller than a half dollar, my thighs would keep the objects from the floor.  These days, when I sit with my knees together, my thighs don’t touch.  I can’t use my lap to hold things and I have to cross my legs to achieve the same goal.

2. I’ve always known that I have a tailbone, I’ve actually seen the x-rays.  I can now FEEL my tailbone when I sit down. I still have plenty of “junk in my trunk” and what I thought was enough booty but when I sit, especially on a semi-hard surface, I can feel my own tailbone…crazy.

Before I get to the number one problem that skinny people have that I didn’t expect, here’s another before and after picture.

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1. The number one problem that skinny people have that I didn’t expect is…

Being Cold All The Time!

You can see in the pictures above that I had plenty of layers on my body to keep me warm.  These days, I have to keep at least one sweater, often two with me even in the middle of summer.  People in Houston LOVE their AC and most buildings are no warmer than 75 degrees.  I feel cold at just about any setting under 78.  I now understand why skinny people look forward to summer and spend so much time being active…they need to stay warm.

Obviously, these problems are not actual problems and I’m being cheeky but they are certainly things that have happened that I didn’t expect.  I am grateful to those who have supported me in their various ways and because of them, I pay it forward and support others.  One of my more well known supporters is Michael Berry who has encouraged many of his listeners by imploring them to get off their collective butts and do something about it.  The favorite phrase that he uses that I have adopted is, “if it is to be, it’s up to me.”  And while that statement applies to most everything in your life, I have another that it similar that I now prefer…  MamaInTheMiddle and Michael Berry

“While it’s true that through God all things are possible, if we do not first seek Him and ask for His help, we cannot expect it and if we do not follow tried and true principles like burning more calories than you eat and moving more frequently and regularly, any amount of begging for divine intervention does not work.”

Be blessed 🙂


This is NOT what I planned…

I know that I’m not the only person who feels this way.  I know that there is something in your life that has not turned out the way you thought it would.  There are things that have happened that you wouldn’t change for the world because it was so blessed that you could not have planned it.  There are also things that you would attempt to change until you realized that changing them would make you less wise and even though the experience is not something that you would repeat, it has shaped you into the person you are today. 

This is not a complaint blog, it is not a pity party blog, yet I am writing it for selfish reasons.    I am dealing with things in my life that I certainly didn’t expect or plan, however I know myself well enough to know that I am more than a survivor, I am a fighter. 

I’ve always been the person to “keep on keeping on”.  I know what to do when “the going gets tough”.  I also understand that “If” I can meet with triumph and disaster and treat them the same, I will be the best me that I can be.  However, in this moment, before I put on my brave face and stare down my choices (both good and bad) I am angry, scared, frustrated and unafraid to feel those things.  I have figured out that we all make choices that we may or may not regret later and that no one truly “has their act together” in this life.  We all have questions, challenges, and struggles.  We feel afraid, alone, and anxious.  We worry about our kids, our parents, ourselves and more.  If we allow ourselves, we can all turn into sniveling, weak, passive panty-waists, but for those of us who refuse to lose, there is more waiting on the other side of this summit. 

There is the success that we taste and feel with our every breath, our every movement.  There is the realization of protracted plans from so long ago.  There is the opportunity to do what we dared not dream but always hoped for, to be a success in our own right. 

I must give credit to Michael Berry for inspiring this blog with the quote below.

“Those that succeed are those who refuse to fail” 

I am not your people

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As I listened to my favorite talk show host, Michael Berry, a particular caller made a statement that was so outrageous, I found myself yelling at the radio.  Most of the woman’s call revolved around her feelings of regret for a felony conviction on her record, however a particular statement that she made stuck in my brain like a burr on velcro.

 Her exact words were, “…not all black people feel like, you know, we was just targeted.  Some of us know that what we did was wrong, and we know that we had to pay for what we did…”

Just take a minute and let this statement sink in.  Stop and think about the implications of a statement like this.  Stop and consider that this is the same mentality of people like Jesse Jackson, both father and son, Jeremiah Wright, Louis Farrakhan, and others who automatically link welfare, section 8, free lunch in schools, and government-run pre-k with ALL black people.  These same people would then work themselves up into a tizzy and be “outraged” or find something “deplorable” if a white person implied that all social programs only help black people.   This is the completely dysfunctional mentality of many liberals whose thoughts are so enslaved by the bias seen in the mainstream media that they buy into black people, including themselves, having a singular consciousness.  They hook themselves up to the notion that, “this is how black people do it…” 
 I absolutely refuse to support or buy into this asinine notion that uneducated, poor, and criminal is equal to black.  My mother and father worked hard, including earning a total of seven degrees between the two of them, to make sure we had as many opportunities to succeed as possible.  They sacrificed to put us in the best schools possible and my mother even “deprived” us of television for a couple of years to make sure we focused on our schoolwork.  Not only was I raised to believe that I could do anything that I put my mind to, I was taught to truly think and apply logic to my life’s situations. 

Just a little public service announcement…

We don’t have to speak for each other, or make excuses for each other or continue to feel the need to “rise and fall together”.  Sticking together as an American community is one thing, however owning each other’s issues and problems regardless of the decisions that each person makes solely based on melanin levels is nothing short of ridiculous.

If a black football player murders his wife and her friend and gets away with it, it is not a victory for anyone, it is a sad day in America. If a black man is uber successful at golf and doesn’t want to identify only as black, so what!  If that same man then cheats on his wife and their marriage falls apart, again SO WHAT!  If the first (half) black, “post-racial” president gets voted out of office by the very same people who put him there, it is not an indictment of the state of race in our country, rather it is constituents simply saying that they are sick of his policies. 

I’ve had enough and I’m ready to say, I AM NOT YOUR PEOPLE. 

I am not a part of the singular mindset that seeks to group and label all people according to their skin color.  I am not going to allow myself to be grouped with folks who would just as soon stay home and let the government take care of them as brush their hair.  And most of all, I am not going to allow my children to be labeled according to some outdated method of classification but rather teach them to identify as they choose.

 If I AM to be labeled, I will choose my own.  I choose to be labeled Texan first and American second.  I choose to be a mother first and a teacher second.  I choose to be a free-thinker FIRST and conservative second.

You’re really pretty for a black girl

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I’ve been told before that I’m really pretty for a black girl, which is offensive on so many levels that I won’t even begin to list them here.  However, after watching the HEB  holiday parade today, I have to question whether or not people who use that phrase are really observing something accurate.  Many people, typically people not targeted by those pageants, complain about contests like “Miss Black Texas” or “Miss Black America”.  Although “the enlightened” in our country would fancy themselves more noble for being accepting of these segregated beauty contests, I contend that these exclusive pageants are in and of themselves racist. 

 I read an article in a local small newspaper about the author’s view that Fox News was divisive and discriminatory toward black people.  Although I enjoy most of the shows on Fox, I was still very curious about the argument that the author was going to make, so I decided to read it.  The first line, however caused me to shut down because of the segregationist nature of it; it was “Fox News Channel is divisive and antagonistic toward Black America”.  I suppose anyone reading this would say, okay, so what, what’s the big deal,however  I stopped there because the term “Black America” is divisive and antagonistic by its very nature.  Anytime we begin to segregate ourselves then demand equality based on the segregation, we cause others to wonder what it is that we’re really asking for. 

Although there was a time when black women and black people were not allowed to participate and compete with white people in America, that time has long passed.  Why are we continuing to hold onto and praise segregation yet we continue to demand equality.  I for one am tired of hearing that I am or someone else is pretty, smart, articulate, etc for a black person because my beauty, intelligence and sense of self do not require a qualifier.  If we are in the day and age of the post-racial presidency, why don’t we begin to act like it and make sure that we identify ourselves as Americans first.  Let’s put our money where our mouth is, let our fellow Americans off the hook for trying to “make it up to us” for past wrongs and enjoy this land of equal opportunity. 

To quote my favorite talk show host, Michael Berry, “Equality is not achieved when you take the oppressed and make them the oppressors, it only creates more problems and adds to the list of victims.”