Day 21

I lost 2 pounds this week! That is almost 8 pounds since I’ve started this blog. Focusing on one day at a time is making this process easier. Wow, I seriously just sounded like an alcoholic. Well, I am a foodaholic. I eat to comfort myself and I eat until I can’t breathe and that’s why I’m fat. Tra la la….that’s the old Theresa. Now I am crazy measuring Theresa who writes what she eats everyday and exercises four times a week.

I had a nice behavior change this morning. I was in a very tight L train with my son Adjei. I noticed this stone face, rigid, I moved to Williamsburg so I can qualify one day as a hipster girl. I noticed her because when I got on the train she didn’t adjust herself to make it easier for me to squeeze in. When we got to 14th St. /Union Square mostly everyone leaves the train. This is like the Grand Central of Downtown; about 80% of the train is going to get off. So a normal considerate person usually follows the crowd out and moves to the side. Well as the doors open and everyone starts to funnel out the subway, this girl just moves her shoulders from side to side but stays in front of the doors. So I kindly say to her “It’s easier if you step to the side.” There is not a trace, not even a hint, of sarcasm in my voice. I mean, truly, not a smidget of anger. She says with a very rude, tight, nasty voice, “The word is excuse me!” I normally would’ve said something back and started a loud argument. It’s happened before. In fact, I’ve been in confrontations where I’m still arguing with someone all the way to the top of the stairs. You may think “wow Theresa has balls” but that’s not it. EVERYONE argues in New York. So back to my story. Guess what I did? I did nothing. I didn’t even turn my head and mouth “Bitch.” I said nothing. I just kept walking and I didn’t even get upset. I felt like this was a sign that I was easen on down the road.

My goals for tomorrow are to track and shake my tail feather at Zumba.

Quote of the Day:

“Every artist was first an amateur“
-Ralph Waldo Emerson