Or my personal fave:
This was from the photoshoot that the calendar pic came from. (Thanks Gym Buddy Allison for snapping the pics!)
Marty picked out the last picture the day before he died. (Man I'm getting all teary writing about this!) Since her father's death, Deb has turned the calendars into a way to raise money for cancer research. To see the picture of me that Marty picked (hint: it's none of the above! neurotic hint: it was taken when I was only 4 months post-partum so I still have some baby weight on there which of course makes me think I look fat in it but then I remember that Marty loved it and I feel better.) and to see all of the other GORGEOUS fitness-blogger babes or to order a calendar, check out Deb's site for all the details . I love you, Deb! (And Marty!!)
So what's your "neuroticism"? Do you have a funny/weird/totally-sane-why-do-you-people-keep-staring-at-me-like-that?! ritual? Can anyone tell me how long it will take for the anxiety over the scale to chill? Can you pee if someone else is listening?
*Edited to add: While I have, personally, been diagnosed with OCD, I do understand that in the grand scheme of things my case is not terribly severe. I do however have a very close relative who has severe OCD and whom I love deeply and have been an active part of their treatment. Please do not mistake my humorous treatment of this subject as trivializing. OCD can be terribly debilitating and painful for all involved and my heart goes out to you if you or a loved one are struggling with this. From years of experience though, I can say that being able to laugh at the absurdity of the nature of OCD has probably been the most powerful medicine I've found:) For more resources check out the International OCD Foundation or e-mail me!
Written with love by Charlotte Hilton Andersen for The Great Fitness Experiment (c) 2010. Thanks for reading!