We visited some of mom's oldest friends while in New Hampshire. We stayed at their lovely home for 2 nights and just had a wonderful time. As we were leaving, Marty asked me where my height came from since neither mom nor my dad is all that tall. I told her that actually when I am thin I appear much taller and get comments often about my height. Being just under 6 feet means that I am normally taller than the other women I am with but I think the thinner I am, the more it shows itself. Anyway, I told her that actually I am shorter than I've ever been in my life and by the time she sees me next summer I hope to be taller.
Today I'm making a commitment to become taller. The gym is my friend but I can only get there once or twice a week, it's just how it is when you have 3 kids, a gym with limited kid hours, and a husband with a 24-hour shift job who also owns a business. No sense in beating myself up about that, I just can't get there enough to make a difference. Today is a good day to start a new endeavour. I will also commit to using my blog to give updates since I need more than William as an audience to keep me accountable.
Can't wait to be tall again.
You got your genes for appearing shorter from me my dear! It's a constant struggle to get tall again. Love ya!! Dad
ReplyDeleteOnly one day a week? Forget the gym then and invent group exercises you and the kids can do together. They seem to like dancing to Grease. It might be "nakie-optional" dancing, but at least it's something. Oh god, I just imagined if my gym introduced nakie dancing classes...I feel ill.
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