Have you ever looked at yourself from the side? I avoid mirrors altogether, but that’s just me…rather than an hourglass, I’ve developed a really good rubix cube – ya know – boxy & square!
Gone are the days when my stomach was flat (age 10 maybe?) and my boobs were much bigger than my waist…now they’re just one mass of flesh.
I like to eat! Sorry world – it’s the price I pay for enjoying a pound of pasta in one sitting (hey I’m half Italian and make a mean homemade pasta sauce that my husband loves). And I’m lazy…so there’s THAT!
I lost my dad this year, and he was active & healthy…until he got cancer…but he beat it…until he couldn’t…he never regained much-needed weight after his chemo & radiation, which played a part in his eventual death. Another person, dear to my heart, also died this year, and he was active…so part of me feels that it doesn’t matter how you live (or eat) & why not enjoy life while you can? Another part knows that I should at least get to a point where I can walk a flight of stairs without requiring the paramedics to come and bring me oxygen (joking…but you get the picture)……
There’s a happy medium waiting for me somewhere in the middle….just don’t meet me with a mirror
