This is not a....what do they call books where you must read books 1 and 2 to understand 3...interconnected. I guess it could be or treated as a standalone.
Almost ten years ago, on a day (or maybe an evening) in May, I pubished this blog post Just here to tell a story.... It was short compared to those I would write later. It was more of an introduction and "trailer" as to what this blog would be about. It's not a fancy blog. There are no side bar ads or fancy menus....although I'm working to upgrade it.
I would go on to make an effort to post something almost every week, coinciding with Weight Watcher meetings. Some of my inspiration on what to talk about came from those meetings. Not sure how I came up with the name of the blog, other than I like sparkly things and the color pink. I blogged about the time a group of us tried bowling and indoor rock climbing. Or the day we all ventured out to the 288 lake to do yoga on a paddle board. These adventures were planned by a good friend of mine in Weight Watchers. As she put it, she was trying to find an activity (or activities) that she liked to do and would enjoy doing. We survived kayaking.
I also blogged about the challenges or obstacles I encountered and how I dealt with them. More times than not, the titles were usually inspired from the weekly meetings. The one about paddle board yoga, for instance is titled Keep Calm and Embrace the Wobble and there was one about some days call for cheese doodles.
I realized recently that the one day that would propel me into a decade (and counting) long journey almost sneaked by. I've called it my aha moment. But I also think, because of my stubbornness, God gave me a sign that I couldn't do it on my own and he was there to help. Without repeating all the details you can read about in that post in May 2015, I was scared and so were just about everyone that cared for me. I didn't know how I was to change everything I knew. But it had to be done.
I tried to chronicle (or write about) every new thing I experienced for the first time in what seemed like forever. A friend of mine once said when she read my blogs, she felt like I was sitting next to her talking. I hope those that have read it have the same feeling. But as often as it does, life intervened and the posts became less frequent. I hit a plateau and, in the world of Weight Watchers, although always a lifetime member, had to get back to that happy number. And I did.....I think twice. And am doing it again currently. During the "good" years, I would finish 2 half marathons, step out in the dating world (only to retreat later - not for what you think), and take stock on who was in my circle.
When I reached goal the first time, I proclaimed it would never come back. What they say is true - never say never. The last tine it came back, it stuck. Or I should say she stuck around. I was at fault for not treating the mindset at the same time I was losing weight the first time. Mindset is IMPORTANT with ANYTHING. I've learned that over and over, but none so than just recently. The first round (and probably the second round), the focus was on the physical and not mental.
The blog has gone through some changes regarding the subjects at times. I hope to pick it back up and chronicle (or talk about) the struggles I face (may always face). There may be newbies who read a recent post and want more. I always say, get sone coffee or wine, pick a comfy spot and read. This is my story and I hope you find a bit of inspiration, hope, and maybe a bit of glitter.
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