I am in one of those musings, self-introspective moods. You see, I’ve been cleaning out my closet and ended up being almost depressed. Almost like how I feel when I’m reading a dwindling bank statement or comparing Clinicallix reviews. Why? A lot of my clothes don’t fit me anymore!! This is like a lot of women’s nightmare and I should start admitting now that, yes! I have gained a lot of weight and should do something about it!
This quote from Cindy Crawford seriously illustrates what I’m feeling right now..
You start out happy that you have no hips or boobs. All of a sudden you get them, and it feels sloppy. Then just when you start liking them, they start drooping.
Which brings me back to the time when I was in my teens. I had a nice slim body and didn’t give a hoot about it. Then late 20’s and I was suddenly nicely curved and I loved it. I haven’t even enjoyed it yet that much and now, whaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Why, why did I allow myself to become like this? I’m not yet on a super obese scale but I am seriously in need of shedding pounds. Maybe about 30 lbs. And I should really get down to it, instead of complaining, right? And I really should stop this lazy attitude, see cartoon and you’d ‘get’ what I mean..