I went to my third CrossFit personal training session yesterday. There are only four onboarding personal training sessions, then I’ll be kicked out of the nest. I think I’m expected to join the classes which are filled with flocks of insanely fit, competitive and passionate CrossFit cult members. Unless I decide to continue to pay…… Continue reading Sore After CrossFit Session #3, One More to Go!
I’m Fifty and I Just Started CrossFit
On Monday April 29th 2024 I went to my very first personal training session to introduce me to CrossFit, and I decided to chronicle my experience here because I googled “starting cross-fit at 50” and “anti-diet CrossFit” all I could find were before-and-after videos all centered on shrinking body size, or CrossFit marketing materials about…… Continue reading I’m Fifty and I Just Started CrossFit
New Year’s Eve, 2019
I’ve never liked NYE. When I was a drinker it just meant my favorite restaurants and bars were packed full of “amateurs”. As a non drinker – and this is my fourth sober NYE – it’s been a very quiet, very boring night. I’ve never bothered to plan anything, and my husband certainly hasn’t planned…… Continue reading New Year’s Eve, 2019
Like sands through the hourglass…
I’m 3.3 years sober and about to turn 46 years old on August 14th. I have zero preconceived notions about what ‘being 46’ should look like for me. My husband and I don’t have kids, so there aren’t obvious norms to chase after. This is fine, though. Fine, and even fun. What’s to come in…… Continue reading Like sands through the hourglass…
An open letter to Brene Brown.
Dear Brene, You recently wrote a beautiful Facebook post about your 23rd sobriety anniversary. You reflected on the fact that getting sober was possibly the central, early decision that gave you the power to make a huge impact on the world (and, with it, me): …right after the Netflix special launched, someone asked me about…… Continue reading An open letter to Brene Brown.
Writing for readers?
For about a year I’ve been thinking about re-writing this whole blog. Archiving the posts to-date and just starting over. This blog has been insanely therapeutic for me, but it may be time to switch gears. There are a couple of ways I could approach the project: Write a how-to manual for quitting drinking and…… Continue reading Writing for readers?
I opened a bookstore (gulp).
Hello Fatty Readers! It feels like it’s been an entire lifetime since I’ve been here. Way back (three months ago, ish) I wrote a post just documenting some ideas I’d had for various widgets the world needs – totally unrelated to quitting drinking and dieting. I hit publish on that post because I was sick…… Continue reading I opened a bookstore (gulp).
Health at my (any) size, aka the next phase.
When I hosted dinner parties back in my drinking days I would pre-open at least three bottles of very fancy wine (to breathe!) and set out pretty bowls of loose cigarettes and lighters for everyone to enjoy once they’ve had just enough of the wine to think one cigarette would hit the spot. I’d have…… Continue reading Health at my (any) size, aka the next phase.
Out of my head and on to ‘paper’
I’ve had a few ideas lately that I want to get down on paper so I don’t forget them. First, a couple of car-related inventions I came up with while my husband was driving us home from my mother in law’s Thanksgiving: A “friendly” car horn feature for cars (a button on the steering wheel)…… Continue reading Out of my head and on to ‘paper’
1,317,078 minutes sober.
When I made it to one year sober I made a Spotify playlist to celebrate (https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6dMfzYgoZP9ZInWBiXxFap), and the playlist opens with the Rent anthem “525,600 minutes” because, well, I love the song, and also because the year felt like 525,600 minutes. Yesterday, October 15th, I hit 2.5 years sober and sadly there is no song…… Continue reading 1,317,078 minutes sober.
Total Fatty 