The Physical Part

Okay, as promised, I will complete my H&P with the physical part, blog-style. I am redheaded and have come to point of acceptance that I will not be size 6 again EVER. I am very competitive, unless it has to with something athletic, then I'm the one that tells my marathon-running-freakazoid-friends that I will meet them at the finish line in my car and we will go eat. Now, let me clarify I USED to be pretty darn athletic. I mean in the third grade, I was a member of the jump rope team that clinched 1st place, AND in 6th grade I was a mean four square player and was dubbed "Pivot" due to my cat-like reflexes and ability to spin and get out my team's opponents. Yep, I indeed was at one time in the running for the Sport's Illustrated cover. Then the inevitable happened...One day, while waiting on the carpool lady to pick us up for school, I was running and sliding in a puddle in our garage in my cooler-than-cool penny loafers, when I slipped and fell on my elbow and got a contusion. My sports career was over- just like that. From that point on, the pain of what-could-have-been was re-lived every time I would sweat, run, or physically exert myself. So, I just don't do any of those things anymore. I focus now on: decorating and having this weird competition thing with my sis about who got the better deal and has the coolest thing; being a jewelry whore and a shoe/purse slut; and the latest fashion trends that hide my tree trunk lower extremities, my pudge, as well as camouflage my buffalo hump that I think I am getting. I know you are jealous....