Dear J,
It appears that I want to be a runner. Yes, you read that right, a RUNNER. I know in the past I’ve said things like, “I only run when chased” but it’s been burning in me to run. Maybe that burning can be treated with antibiotics, but I doubt it. So I’ve been running. I’m not good at it and I only run in spurts so I don’t die. But I have been running.
Also, I ventured out into the great unknown (to fat people), AKA, the Y water park on Friday. Despite the fact that I nearly drowned going down a water slide (a first for me), I had fun and didn’t focus on what anyone thought of my big ass. There were plenty of beautiful people there but I focused on my kids and the awesome time we were all having and it kept me from freaking out about my cellulite.
Cousin C and I are going to start taking serious classes at the Y when school starts. Until then I’m going to swim and run my ass off. Hopefully, literally!!
How have you been? Still going to the gym at lunch? I miss our long talks and walking on the beach, hand in hand, and, oh wait…wrong person. I do miss talking to you though. Write soon!
Love,
A
