So it is nice to know that people actually read my blog. During my hiatus for about a month, I've gotten a few comments inquiring about new posts. So that made me feel pretty good. lol.
Last month was interesting... 2nd year, 2nd semester has been tricky. We have periods where there aren't that many tests and then this past week has been beyond crazy. Several different tests in a relatively short time period. I have been doing well on most of them, so that makes me happy.
So I decided to come write a post because I had a really long rant on twitter on African Americans and certain diseases such as heart disease, hypertension, stroke, diabetes, etc...
Basically I am tired of sitting in class and hearing my professor tell us about how most disease black people are more at risk. I could get technical and find all of the data/figures/statistics, but I really dont feel like it right now.
So my original twitter rant, which I might copy paste after this post in case you want it in real time (with grammatical errors and all), stemmed from the fact that I decided to flat iron my hair. So as most of you know my hair has been natural for almost 3 years. In that 3 years I have rarely straightened my hair. I think that is for several reasons. The first reason is I took a swim class both semesters my senior year, while I was at Emory. And straightening your hair is kind of counter productive when you are in the pool at least 3 times a week.
That kind of just carried over to me being here in Missouri. In addition, I love the versatility and creativity that natural hair provides me. Do I think I am making some type of "statement" by having my hair natural, not necessarily. I do think it is more exciting and a break from the mundaness of it all.
Ok whew I just got off on another tangent. So my "flat iron" iron hair rant started mostly because I noticed that this past week, I have only worked out twice. The day after I straightened my hair I wanted to work out, but I decided not to so I dont mess my hair up (::problem::). And the two days I did workout it was a "mini-workout"... So I didnt think about it much until today.
I was sitting in class (not tweeting) and I remembered an article that I read a couple months ago about black women and their health. The author linked her lack of consistent exercise to her inability to workout often and how ridiculous that was...while reading the article (with my head full of kinky curls) all I could do was shake my head. But now I have found myself suffering from a similar predicament.
With all of the stress, I decided that I was going to do an intense workout once I get home so I can release some tension/stress, which was going to help me focus more for my test tomorrow.
Ok so I completely forgot where I was going with this... my blogging got interrupted by an "interesting" phone call.
Until Next Time...
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