Extra, Extra!

When I was first heard of LOLA, the new newspaper in town, my mind automatically journeys back to here:

"I met her in a club down in old Soho where they drink champagne, and it tastes just like cherry cola C-O-L-A cola...

However, LOLA is not some gay and lesbian publication as it's name might allude to. LOLA stands for Land O' Lakes/Lutz Area, the out in the boondocks city I have no choice but to call home for now. The talk around town is that a this media giant is printing a big story in their June 1st edition, about these incredibly inspiring people who changed her way of thinking, started believing in themselves, and made huge transformations in their life. A coming out of sorts, just in a different way. The following song goes out to all of these fat fighters.



I've seen one of the featured women around town, hanging outside on the streets, on some billboard. She's one of those people that you can tell, just by looking at her, has got to be cool. It's no wonder they made her their poster person. She should get paid big time for being brave enough to put her impromptu, bloated beyond belief before picture out there for all to see. Not only is she attractive in every single way, but she's got a lot of guts too, just not as much as she used to.

It's strange, but I feel as if I know her or have seen her somewhere else before. Maybe she was that chick with the slightly pained expression, zooming past the frozen food section of the grocery store Saturday night in an effort to avoid death by chocolate-with-little-turtle-shaped-pieces-of-fudge ice cream. Adhering to a healthy lifestyle can be a challenge, but she seems to know that it goes beyond the food and that it's really about being comfortable and confident with yourself and honoring that. I'll have to check out her story and buy a copy,(or two dozen), to show my friends and family. We seem have a lot in common.

This one's for her. Way to go Mama!