Let’s Get This Party Started
So it’s Christmas time. A week before Christmas actually.
Such a strange time of year … A time when the desire to be dashingly beautiful and skinny is met head-on by the reality of the brie and English toffee adorning the table of every holiday party you attend.
I use the term “dashingly beautiful” loosely of course. I think the most one can really hope for is to fall somewhere in the middle of the ominous sliding beauty scale. Take for instance the dreaded once-yearly family gathering. Sure it’s great to reconnect and re-tell our childhood stories, but let’s be honest, what we’re really looking forward to is finding out if that out-of-town cousin still has purple hair and is working as a bartender and if that in-law-whatever is still tangled up in that pyramid scheme that he thought was a good investment opportunity.
But for the pudgy, the most important part of the family holiday gathering is that you have maintained your place as not-the-fattest of the fat relatives. As long as you are at least one down on the totem pole that is all that matters. Still, it’s a risky proposition – you haven’t seen these people in a year and who knows if someone got their hands on the newest Atkins book or joined Jenny Craig. If that happens and your safety cushion decides to show up in a size 4 mini skirt, you will be forced to fall back on your fantastic job and great sense of humor. Still, all the corporate ladder climbing in the world isn’t going to stop grandma from pointing out how figure-flattering those elastic waistband pants are to your thighs… or some other horrifically embarrassing scenario.
So in a world of great food and an ever-increasing number of ways to stay healthy while eating well, I’ve decided to forge the way through trial and tribulation and see where a year of dedicated healthy living will get me. I hope you’ll follow along with me, whoever you are out there …
