I have seriously let my body go from semi toned to all out squishy. Not as in “I shall call it squishy, it shall be mine, it shall be my squishy from Nemo, the jelly fish are actually cute in that movie. I am groody to say the least..
Now before anyone jumps on the you have nothing to worry about boat let me be frank. I am 119 pounds and yes I know that’s not a lot to some but to me who when healthily toned weighs 102ish that’s a lot. That’s 17 pounds of gross and unfortunately most of that sits around my midsection and love handles.
Excuse me for a minute while I hyperventilate…..
All of the sudden going into my 32nd year what I eat is staying. Why does this have to happen so suddenly? It should be a gradual process ya know. I am begging to see myself as a sausage coming out of my casing in certain areas. Go ahead and barf it’s gross I know. So out need to go the coke and little debbies and in come the greens and water. What is this huge nasty joke mother nature decided to throw my way out of the blue.
In the land of tan and bikinis you don’t want to be the little round roly poly in the beach. Sigh.
I think I need a Little Debbie and Coke Classic to comfort myself *snicker*. BUT in all seriousness, it’s time to get rid of some baggage. The only love I want on my body is my chinese symbol for it I already have tattooed under my belly button (little known fact 54930753409 of me). So who wants to start with me and get fit! It’s always better to do it as a team you know.
Well at least the billion miles I walked during the Diamond Dash today (that sordid tale coming in another post) should count for something in the step in the right direction category right?!