Hot Fat

What was I thinking?

I left The Fringe Salon feeling cool for a variety of reasons; I have the best hair stylist - Missy Lee. I walked in feeling frumpy and old - I walked out feeling rejuvinated by new color and highlights and a very cool new accessory. She has such a calming and peaceful spirit; I always leave feeling more relaxed and very centered.

Wanting to support my nephew who is on Injured Reserve for the Cooper High School Freshman football team I went to watch the freshman football game. I now know what chicken and okra feel like in the skillet.  Sitting on those metal bleachers in all my fat glory I wondered what in the world I was thinking. I felt like I had been dipped in batter and dropped in the frying pan. So, right after the third quarter began I had to get out of there or throw up all over the Cov Cath fans sitting around my sister and I. Taylor, I'm sorry I didn't make it through the whole game; but really who expected to be sitting in 90+ temps watching high school football? I wish I would have had the funeral home fan concession this afternoon. I probably could have put a good down payment on full body sculpting.

This evening taught me a very important lesson on this journey - hydrate, hydrate, hydrate. I thought I was doing a good job of getting all my water. Apparently not. Lesson learned today was make sure I drink more water than I think I really need and the only thing hot fat is good for is frying chicken, okra or fried pies, all which are off my diet. Weigh in on Sunday. Hoping for a good result. Thanks Bethenny Frankel for my early wake up call. If you could only prepare a nutritious breakfast as well - - a fat girl can dream.