Well, there it is. There’s the truth of the matter. Two hundred and ten whopping, flopping, sopping pounds. Not a bad weight if you’re a 6’9″ Amazonian, or a 6’1″ quarter back for a professional football team. But for a 5’6″ white girl in her mid-thirties? It’s hell. Pure, horrid, stinkified HELL. I’m at my … Continue reading Oh, joy, a new year…