I am back! The problem I had with taking too many of my vitamins and diet pills at the same time wiped me out. I had to gain my energy back from all of that …releasing. LOL Plus, I am catching a cold. However, I am fighting it. I did not lose weight at my last weighing on Friday, but I did lose inches. So all Good my peeps. It is so amazing how many diets and work out plans are coming out, especially in the month of January. Everyone has that new resolution. If it is healthy, I say go for it. In fact, if you have a good diet or workout plan, let me know and I will advertise.
My stories of my funny fat experiences are becoming popular, so here I go again. First, remember I am not making fun of being fat. It is a serious problem and we all should make sure to help ourselves and others. If you are like me, who grew up in the South with old school Black folk, you don’t know much about healthy cooking. Plus the generation I grew up in was the beginning of the fast food frenzy. I am 43 and it is hard to teach an old dog new tricks. You know I hate that saying. It is hard to teach a beautiful diva new tricks. Better! lol
Whenever, I park my car, I have to make sure to watch my spacing. I have to make sure there is enough space on the driver’s side, so I can get out. It is a process for me getting out the car. I dont jump out like some of you. First, I open the door as wide as I can. I have to make sure the door is going to stay open so it want come back and crush my leg or something. Next, I make sure my purse is on my left side and already hanging out the door. If not, I can get stuck with the purse and the door. (Another story for another day.) Next, I hold on to the steering wheel and turn my entire body to the left so both of my feet are hanging out the door. I look down, so not to step in something that crazy people put on the ground like food and other gross things. Next I scoot to where my feet hit the ground. I drive an old 2001 Blazer and I am short. LOL I hang onto the door and I pull my self out. I know. It is a crazy shame.
On this day, I did the same thing. I made sure I had enough space to get out. I do not pay much attention to the passenger side, except I do not want to be too close and that person cannot get in their car. I was at Kroger’s grocery store. I went in and got what I needed. I was not in there long. I was picking up one thing. When I went back to the car, my dilemma began. Another car had pulled in to the spot on my driver’s side and it was too close. OMG! I could not get in. I tried, but I could barely open the door. I could get the top part of my body in, but not all of it. I probably looked like a big bear stuck in a hole. I thought, maybe I could go on the passenger side and cross over to the driver’s side. WRONG!
I could get into the passenger side, so all good. NO! I got in and closed the door so nobody would see this adventure. My car has a little piece in the middle where you can open up a compartment to put thing in. It is not that high, but for my no flexible fat self, it was like a mountain. I had to think what I was going to do. If you know me, thinking what I am going to do and doing it can be two different events. I was able to get my left foot over the hump and on to the drivers seat. Now all I needed to do is lift up and fall comfortably into the drivers seat. easy, right? HA! I struggled to pull all my weight up and when I did I fell right onto that middle compartment. All I heard was crack! crack! Yes, I broke the middle compartment. I should have tried to go back, but noooo, I am on a mission. In my mind, I though if I leaned with all my weight left, I would fall into the seat and all I would need to do is pull my right leg over. Nope! I fell into the seat sideways. My head was against the window and my left leg was near the gas pedal, my other leg was laying on the middle compartment. Here is where being flexible is important. Most people would of pulled up and bent their right leg and fixed their body into the seat. Well, my right leg would not bend. In fact every time I tried to bend it, I got a charlie horse. OMG! I was stuck. I could not pull myself up because I could not bend that right leg. I laid there. I could here people walking by, but I was not going to call for help because I was embarrassed. Plus, I don’t know those people. I locked the door. (Paranoid much!) So, I lay there thinking what can I do.
I decided to open the drivers door because maybe I could pull myself more to the left and…..I dont know. I had no plan. I was pulling at straws to see what would work. I opened the door and pulled a little to the left. I was able to push myself up. Did I end up in the seat? No! I ended right back on the middle compartment. Yes, it made that cracking sound again. Really? While I was sitting on that big hump, the person who car was in front of mine passed by, the saw me sitting on that hump like a over sized kid. I remember, the man stopped and looked at me strangely. I think he mumbled, “What the Hell?” He quickly got in his car. I don’t blame him. LOL
I was able to get back in the passenger seat and get out of the car. I was so glad to get out of my own car. I was out, but I could not get into the driver side. A young boy who was picking up the baskets in the parking lot walked by, so I asked him if he could pull my car out, so I could get in the driver’s side. He did not mind. He squeezed his skinny self into the door of the driver’s side and backed the car up for me. I gave him a tip and got into my car.
Unfortunately, my middle compartment has a big dent in it. I can open it, but it is dented. I have not had this problem again, but if I do, I will ask for help or LOSE WEIGHT!!!!!
Keep it healthy peeps!