Tonight was the last of my Zumba classes. For the rest of the class, that is. I had my last dance six weeks ago. I contemplated showing up for the final class, you know, just to show I am not a total quitter. But then I got sidetracked by my teriyaki chicken dinner, and my son’s […]
The Peace of Cake
I guess I was about 10 when I started making chocolate layer cakes. I don’t remember if anyone taught me, but I do recall frequently picking up my Mother’s little black cookbook, turning to the page with cocoa smudges and knowing I was in just the right place. I instinctively knew how to measure and […]
Lap it Up
From what I recall in high school, running laps was about as exciting as writing lines. And yes, it felt a lot like punishment, too. “I will not skip gym class. I will not skip gym class…” 200 times! The last time I ran laps was in grade 10. It was called the 12-minute run […]
Budging the Bulge
I’m thinking of a number between 154 and 156. It’s been appearing each morning on my digital scale for the past two weeks. I can’t get it out of my head, and even worse, I can’t get it off of my hips! I read an online article about the problem of plateaus with advice to […]