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chronicles of a fat girl named miss t.j.

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Welcome to the chronicles of a fat girl named miss t.j. You are now privy to the online musings of this happy, fat, black chick with SASSY hair. So, sit back and enjoy the crap that I am about to dish out!!!

Okay, I am not on a mission to get skinny, even though that’s what I tell folks. I am on a mission to be as healthy as possible in the body that was so graciously provided to me. And that meant dropping an average 10 year-old-girl from my body mass. Which also meant I had to eat better and I had to go through the pains of going to the gym and working out. I hate working out because I despise sweat (on my body at least)…so I hired a personal trainer to force me to push the weight, to drop the inches and I relied on myself to burn the fat with the cardio…friends stop laughing!!!

Trainer 1 was a cool guy, older gentleman who worked my ass to the point I would curse his name when I walked up a flight of stairs because my legs hurt so much. But, Trainer 1 quit and went on to greener pastures at the Army and Navy Country Club in VA to pass his smut better known as BioMetrics onto the military (active and retired). Then Trainer 2 came around…he was an interesting character. Don’t get me wrong he did work me but in the most random ways, I never had a set schedule but he was the only trainer I could work with, with my hectic schedule. Also, Trainer 2 had this thing about being way to touchy-feely…if he wanted to work a muscle group he would show you which muscle group by rubbing on your body. I hated that with a passion and I tried to give him subtle hints, but I guess he didn’t speak subtle because he didn't stop. Any who, Trainer 2 disappeared…and I mean disappeared. No one knows where the heck he is and it’s been three weeks. I AFFIRM I had nothing to do with his disappearance. I hope and pray, he is okay but my ass needs to get back to the gym so my gym got me another trainer. Trainer 3 is nice, cute, tall and good...I started secretly cursing his name during my first session because of the "good" pain he was causing me and because he does lack what’s the word TACT!!! He practically screamed that I was extremely flexible while my legs were spread eagle on the CYBEX abductor/adduction machine. I mean I had a man actually staring at my crotch like it was a circus freak or something (trust me ain't nothing there worth looking at). Quite embarrassing, quite embarrassing. But, I got over Trainers 3 tactlessness after I busted my ass on a bike machine for 30-minute fat burn and of course after I ranted.

With all that said I am happy to say that I have lost more than twenty-four pounds and less then twenty-six pounds since I started this mission on April 14th! I am not hitting my target weight loss goal each month, but I will be where I need to be by next summer and that makes me so happy that I needed to share. And share I just did!!!

Every since I had the super weird dream the other day, I can’t stop saying “wicked” – I don’t know what the heck is going on. But, as the blackout affected the upper eastern seaboard, all I could say was “What a wicked shame!” Someone, please help me or at least give me another word that won’t remind me of my nine years in Boston, or should I re-state my four years in Wellesley and then my five years in the "pigmentally" challenged affluent town of Weston.

Michelle you are a great friend!!! We can take this class. Just propped me up during the book part of the class and I will be okay, I might drool a little but, I will be okay. And when it is time for me to get on the bike distract the teacher with some cleavage and we will BOTH be riding by the end of September on our rental bikes form Clinton Cycle. Oh, yeah!!!

My hits are down. I know they are - I can read the information that is supplied to me! But to prove it to my doubting so-called friends, I added a WebCounter provided FREE by digits dot com

I know no one really reads this crap everyday, but I am going to add the WebCounter anyway. My self-esteem and ego are in check; the lack of readership won't affect me...Or will it? Only time can tell, only time!!!

During a super weird dream last night I had this vision to change my web site name to “chronicles of a fat girl named miss t.j.” So, from now on you wil experience the new and not improved web site of miss t.j.

The content won’t change…the information dished out here will still be crappy, but did you truly expect any more from me. Did you???

- Wow!!! Someone is quite flexible – Heh! Heh!

- Can you open up a little more, just a little? I know you can. Heh, I know YOU can!!!

Miss T.J. is silently missing the previous personal trainer who just touched to much.

I would love to spend a good portion of my day REALLY stating how I feel about things but alas; I have to keep up appearances. So if you ever ride in the car with me you will hear the following words:

“Fucker”

“Shithead” and any variation of this word

“Son of a Bitch”

“Asshole”

“Mother-Fucker”

“Holy Shit”

And any other cuss word I can fathom to think of and purge out into the confines of my CR-V. But outside of my car you hear the following words:

“Oh, fudge icicles”

“Pooh Brain”

“Ignorant”

“Mmmph”

“I hope you don’t speak to your mother with that mouth”

“Heaven’s to Betsy”

What a lie I live, what a lie!!!

Per the suggestion of Michelle we are the “young wiser adults”

My response: “Whatevah!!!”

At 26 what group do I belong to now? If I was between the age of 18-24, I would be considered a young adult. I am not yet 30, so I can’t be considered a thirty-something, not close to 40, so I am not middle-aged? So, what the heck am I???

I guess I belong to the void group!!!

For those who don’t know I am in a quandary on whether or not I want to volunteer for John Kerry’s campaign. I think it will be a valuable experience, but I am not as most folks know a true extrovert. I don’t think I could do cold calls…the idea frightens me. But, I want to volunteer so I got to figure out a way to volunteer without having to worry that some staff person will drop a phone in my hand and a list of folks to call.

On a side note, there is a semi-contest going on at the Kerry site stating you could win a day campaigning with Kerry…Cool!!! But, I would rather win an hour, day, week or what have you tagging around with Teresa Heinz or now as she will be called Teresa Heinz Kerry. I would love to just sit down and chat over a few things with her.

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