I looked up good exercise for fat girls on the internet, and guess what I found; nothing. But then I forgot where I was coming from and had simply forgotten my manners – although that was never the intention; to be cruel and unkind, remember, even though I have lost quite a bit of weight and have improved my health and life over the last couple of years, I’m still a fat girl myself, in the flesh, and in heart and soul – all I was attempting at that juncture, admittedly with a little too much enthusiasm, was to be friendly through using one of my choice terms of endearment.
All right then, ladies and blokes. I’ve become a fitness fanatic. Bloody hopping mad about good health and all of the other things that go nicely along with it. So, here’s what I thought. I said to me self; let’s talk to the codgers out there who have stayed the course, reading me blog and all. Let’s for a treat, give them a peak into the life of a large, shapely woman and how she’s managing to keep in shape these days, shedding a few pounds here and there.
Do any of you remember that old pop song from the eighties by Australian singer, Olivia Newton-John called ‘Let’s Get Physical’? Round about that time, pretty much all the girls were going about hopping mad, jumping onto the fitness craze bandwagon with their then-stylish leg warmers and sweat bands around their blow-dried hair. I tried to join in then but I couldn’t keep up. Apart from looking bloody ridiculous with a skimpy leotard stuck all the way up my bum which was reminiscent of an elephant’s behind, I found myself running out of gas once too often.