I remember when I was thinner.
Maybe the myth about winter weight is true, because my body seems to be storing a few extra pounds this season. It’s an excuse. Although not a very good one.
So what IS my excuse?
Maybe it’s age. I did turn 40 this year. Not only is it realized in the fact that my hair has completely grayed, I can see the beginning of lines forming. And let’s not mention the ache in my knee when I take the stairs a little too fast.
Maybe that’s it… I haven’t been to the gym since… yeah, let’s not go there. But who wants to return to the gym in January with all the resolution-ers crowding your favorite machines. Too bad that excuse no longer works mid-February as most of them have given up their pledges already.
Maybe it’s that I look at myself and still see great physical characteristics. I know that while people may not necessarily like obesity, most don’t even notice the tiny gains in my waistline. Because hey! If cup size doesn’t matter, should our waist size?! Ok, maybe it does. Bad analogy.
I think the truth is I have gotten to a point of complacency. And it’s not a healthy place.
Don’t get me wrong, I have been, and am still able to fit in a single digit sized pant, yet any way you shake it, the fact is my jeans fit a little tighter than I would like them to right now.
So what do you do?!
Maybe I could get up earlier and go for a walk…. but who’s kidding who?! It’s hard enough making it to work on time in the morning.
Maybe I need to go on a diet…. Less calories = Less wine…. yeah, no thank you.
Maybe I just need to go shopping for new jeans. I mean, it’s SHOPPING! And who doesn’t like new clothes?!
Oh, the predicament…
Cup Size Doesn't Matter 
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