I am alive! Sorry I haven't posted sooner, but my appendix and I had a little argument that ended with me being in the hospital for 8 days. Everyone was ready to jump on me thinking being overweight caused my illness. They were sure it was gallstones or divirticulitus or some other thing they could blame on weight. When it turned out to be appendicitus; the nurse told me she's seen it in people from 8 to 80. I was in a way relieved, but what is it with people instantly playing the weight card?
Also, I was a bit offended when several nurses kept asking if I'd need a wheelchair or a walker at home. Just because I was laying in a hospital bed after surgery and happen to be overweight doesn't mean I was an invalid before I got there. Hmpf.

Hi There,

I am alive and not quite 45 :)

I am more fit than I have ever been, can dance my tribe under the table, don't worry about my weight, and most of all I smile when I dance.

When I was younger I thought that fitness was something you did to achieve a goal...get fit, lose weight, blah, blah, blah. I was always bored to tears on the tread mill and going to the gym was a painful process simply because I hated it so much. Boring! Then one day on the tread mill, this woman walks out of the aerobics room, with her belly showing and a beautiful hip scarf on and I thought "what am I doing on this tread mill!" I signed up for classes and haven't stopped dancing since. Now, I see dancing as a spiritual process into my self discovery...being fit is a perk! I actually love and look forward to my dance sessions and have been pushing myself further and further with this amazing adreneline rush of wanting more. No treadmill ever did that before.

But I digress, I am still not the "perfect body"...whatever that is! The difference is that since I started dancing 7? years ago I no longer care what others may perceive me as. That is their issue! I carry myself as though I am beautiful and this totally shines through. Even my mother, my biggest critic and the one who is the most embarassed about MY body, loves to watch me dance. She has even started doing yoga with me...now if I could only convince her of how wonderful it is to dance!!

Blessings,

~Lisa~

P.S. this tribe does need to wake up. I need a few more mentors :)