Is the black woman's hair the reason, we are amongst the most overweight in America? Hmmm...

Today I got my haircut, or this morning and I was looking fly,like real fly,if you all scooped my facebook page you know the deal!! Moving on haircut is bad,looking like fly and the reason I'm looking fly is because the cut goes with my face very cute.

So now the type of haircut I got looks cute on me because I have a certain shape face,now(this my opinion only) if I had a rounder face I don't think it would look as fly as it does. My face is pretty slim and its that way because I work-out(kickboxing class) six days a week, yes its that serious you all,I have to work at being fly!! Now all my nubians know this,water and our hair does not mix and when I do my kickboxing class I sweat, ALOT!!! You all know where I'm going with this one right?

We all know the epidemic of black women being overweight. Well I see how it happened!! Our HAIR!!! I went to the gym today after much debate on whether I wanted to sweat my hair do out. I didn't go to the gym all last week because I didn't want to sweat my perm out before I got my cut,you know how it is. I wanted to make sure the cut was going to be cute so I didn't want to sweat the perm out, everybody knows that short cuts look better with freshly permed hair. So I clearly wasn't trying to ruin it especially if I was about to spend 90 plus dollars on my head!! Uh no maam!!! Anyhow I decided I'd go to kickboxing class,I'd missed it for a week and my thighs were feeling it(not too mention showing it) so I had to go.

I get to the gym and of course there is a crowd of people waiting for Instructor Jack(the gay maybe not gay instructor,I think may have a slight crush on me due to him asking me out for drinks). I spot my kickboxing friend Katie and she informs me I didn't miss much last week since we had a sub, and the subs normally are really bad!!! I proceed upstairs to put my stuff away in the locker and I spot this fine chocolate brother,that I see often at the gym, we always exchange glances but never speak,much to my dismay,may I add. As I'm walking he is putting down the weights he is lifting,oh good Lord the chocolate man is beautiful,no wonder I have such a sweet tooth!!! He gets up to walk to a machine,that happens to be near me, he looks at me as he is walking and we exchange our normally scheduled glance,but then he smiles and says "Nice cut,it looks good on you." Umm...did he just speak to me,to tell me my cut was fly?!!! Oh yes he did!! And here I am about to go ruin it to be fit!!

I get to the class and I'm ready for some kickboxing, I love that class and I really do miss it when I don't go. I tie my hair up as the hair stylist told me to do,you know to keep the cut fly. We are about 15mins into the work out and I feel it, the water dripping down my neck and I think to myself its ok, its just water. Ssh!!! Water, is about to ruin the haircut I just got and paid a pretty penny to get,may I add. Its now 30mins into the work out and I feel my hair its soaked and then I decided it was too much!! I couldn't risk anymore water damage,so much to my dismay,I left my class feeling defeated!! My hair had trumpeted my health. As I walk out of the class and down the small set of stairs and up to the locker room, fine chocolate brother whom I exchange my normally scheduled glances with,is walking down the stairs. He looks at me,smiles,shakes his head,laughs and then says to me " couldn't risk the hair huh? Its alright cutie, its still looking fly." Now I'm sure you all are wondering what my responses have been to this fine chocolate man,the two times he has spoken to me,well there haven't been any!!! You know why because each time,he says what he has to say and keeps walking,not giving me a chance to recompose myself after having to hear his sexy voice and stare at those beautifully muscular chocolate arms(my weakness).

I leave the gym upset,defeated and bewildered all at the same time.Upset because I left my kickboxing class that I love so much. Defeated,because I knew this was only the start of a long battle that I don't know I can win. Bewildered,because for the life of me I can't figure out why I can never find the words to say to this chocolate man,I mean he is fine,but not that fine,ok maybe he is that fine. I choose to walk home instead of muni it because I didn't finish my workout I figure walking can somewhat make up for it. On my walk home I call my dad and tell him my newly discovered theory: The reason black women are amongst the most overweight because we don't want to mess up our hair!! My dad laughs and says "probably,but baby you have been working out so you don't have to work out as much as you do." Little does my father know that I love safeway chocolate cakes, Tony's Cable Car is around the corner from my house and Tony makes delicious fries and a quite tasty Chocolate and Pineapple milkshake,so yes Father I need to work out that much!

Nubians are we really letting our hair dictate our health? I mean if we aren't fit, the cut may look good,but we don't look fly!!! I just find it so hard that the moment we decide to not weave it, we realise the benefit of weaving it!! Now I know for myself I'm not trying to get my hair done once a month only to have it ruined by me trying to stay fit and fly,especially if I'm spending a pretty "fly" penny on it!! Now I don't have any suggestions, because if I did you all know I wouldn't be writing this blog as we speak. Listen,I'm by no means saying that black women's hair is the only reason we are amongst the most overweight people in America;however to answer the question,let me rephrase the question. Is the black woman's hair "part" of the reason we are amongst the most overweight in America?Mmmmmm.....I'm going to have to say Yes!

Thanks Dears and Please Come again!!
That Black Girl!!