How trying to find “active wear” pushed me over the proverbial edge

I won’t lie – I’m overweight.  I inherited the short, curvy genes of my Irish and Italian ancestors.  And possibly the sluggish thyroid as well (mental note, get thyroid checked.)  Oh, and some comfort eating tendencies.  Join all that with my anti-athleticness and yeah, hi there 50 lbs to lose. Last month, the husband and…

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We’re joining a gym

I’m writing this so that when you no longer hear from me, you’ll know it’s because I died on an elliptical machine in said gym. A few weeks ago, when my husband mentioned joining a gym, I totally rejected that idea.  I didn’t want to have to leave the comfort of home to exercise.  I…

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