L. D. Parker

We aren’t even going to discuss how long it’s been since I wrote something – or the fact that I’ve started my last few posts with essentially that same phrase. Today, as I continue my quest to get back on track with my life, something hit me. I was in the ladies room, walking by the mirror and remembered that I’m trying to improve my posture – I’ve resumed morning yoga, and it truly makes a difference in how you carry yourself. So I rolled my shoulders and stood up straight

SO… Umm… (Awkward uncomfortable silence and shuffling of feet) If you’ve been journeying with me for a while, you know that I’ve been on a health/fitness quest. I lost 70 pounds (WOO HOO!)…and I’ve gained back 53 of them… (Pauses for a moment of silence for the loss of my loss…) OK, yes, there is some shame, some sadness, some depression associated with this. There is no question that I feel like I’ve failed…that I let myself down…that I did all that hard work and then blew

Dang it LD, you were doing so good and then… Yeah, yeah, yeah, get off my back. I fell off my game in a large number of areas in my life, but I’m back at it, and here today to talk about one of my (least) favorite topics – image. As you know (probably) I spend a great deal of time battling with my view of myself, in large part because I’ve struggled with my weight almost my entire life. A few years ago I really dedicated myself to fixing this issue – I wanted to get healthy,

My closest friends (and now all who read this) know that I have battled with Body Image problems my entire life. The reason is simple—I’ve battled with my weight my entire life. I’ve also generally speaking been close friends with really attractive people…as in those who on the scale of 1 – 10 tend to rate 8 – 15. I’m not sure why this is, but the result of it has frequently been to feel not so great about my appearance in comparison to theirs. Understand, this has never