I would like to think that I am always right.  I would like to think that my way of doing things is the right way and that there is only one right way.  But that just is not the reality.  And in all honesty I would enjoy winning arguments but I am really glad I don’t have all the answers.  Because here is the way I see it, every person is different and those difference make everything more interesting.

Lets talk about cellulite.  I have wanted to touch on this subject for a little while but didn’t know where to begin.  I still don’t know where to begin.  So I decided to start with my own issues with cellulite.  I hate cellulite.  There I said it, after all my preaching about loving your body the way it is and setting a good example to the up and coming generations, I hate my cellulite

So often we try complicate our nutrition and fitness goals.  We take a little bit of success and transfer that over to more of everything.  Well, here is a breath of fresh air, keep it simple.  When things are going good, just keep doing what you’re doing.

Failure floats around like a bad word.  We put so much negativity into the word, failing a test, feeling like a failure, a failing relationship.  But does failure really deserve the bad rap it seems to get?  First of all, a lot of stories that ended in failure usually make for a good laugh afterwards.  But more importantly, most of our biggest lessons come from our failures, not our successes. 

How often do we look in the mirror and see everything that is wrong with us?  What about pictures, how often is our first thought “I look horrible.”  As much as we try to mantra the slogans like “strong is the new sexy,” we are really having a hard time believing them.  We might not be able to see the whole picture.  But what about when we start hearing young people saying it, especially young girls.

Fairness has been on my mind lately.  Mainly because I hear about how unfair things are, a lot.  As a parent of two boys ages 10 and 12, there seems to be a lot of unfairness in our house.  I probably hear the statement, “that’s not fair,” or “it’s not fair,” no less than five times a day.

The past few weeks I have written about some not so fun subjects; lying, being old and an exercise disorder.  I was trying to think of something new to write about, maybe cellulite or callouses, but I needed to change gears, even if it’s only for one post.  I was afraid of getting into the habit of writing about silver linings to things that pretty much suck.

This is really hard to say but I will, I am in recovery from an exercise disorder.  I self diagnosed this disorder after I came into recovery.  It’s hard to see disorders in the moment, partly because when I was living it, I thought it was awesome.  And partly because when I came out of it, I had to face a wall that wasn’t easy to get over.  But one day it hit me, it hit me hard, really hard.

I am officially old today.  Bring out the black balloons with “Over The Hill” written in white bold letters.  Man this was a hard one for me.  The number itself was hard and then add to it the crossing into a new decade.  Leaving behind the best decade of my life.  I am going to make the most of it but not because I want to, but because I have no choice. 

I sat down to write this a little while ago and put it on the back burner.  And after this week, I feel like it could pretty much sum up our political arena.  But for this moment, I am going to escape that and talk about lying that happens every day all the time.