Go Ahead and Be Great

You don’t have to
Be great to start…
But you have to start
To be GREAT!

I opened my computer to this meditation this morning at five a.m. I was not feeling great and I didn’t want to start. Maybe at eight I would consider starting, maybe nine, to be honest.

This is a message I needed to hear, but I don’t like it. I already know it and I’m avoiding it. Just get over it, Universe! I am going to be my chubby self until I decide to be great.

My theory is this: Dress decent, wear some blush and smile. Be nice. Be kind. That makes me feel pretty damn great. Except for the thirty-five times a day I say, “Anne, suck in your stomach, please.” I am usually polite to myself.

I use bags of sugar as my gauge for weight. I’d like to drop at least six, five pound bags. Ever try to carry that in your arms? Well that’s what I’m hiding under my big sweater. It’s not hiding very well. It’s starting to pop out. It looks like a huge Tootsie Roll is resting horizontally above my waist.

I don’t call it a muffin top, because muffins have more carbs. See, Universe? I’m starting to wake up and get my mindset going.

I use the bags of sugar as my gauge, because I can physically feel the additional weight’s effect on my body. Just holding two of them hurts my feet. Picking up thirty, one pound bags of mini-Hershey bars makes me leap with joy, with no pain. “Universe, what are you trying to tell me?”

It’s not so much about appearance, although I’ve had enough of that Tootsie Roll look, but being healthy. Suddenly at sixty-four, some friends have serious health issues. Some are passing away. I always thought I’d live to be eighty and still be thirty-five!

I’m going to have to chat with the Universe about this.