I gotta really curb the crap intake. Everyone still says I look thinner than ever, but i feel all fat and bloated trying to survive the Christmas season. Too much of everything - bread, booze, chocolate, meat, you name it and not enough exercise.
Still, with over 35 cm of snow outside, the last thing anyone wants to do is walk.... trust me, I've tried. Slush on the trousers isn't fun and a head full of snow isn't cool either.
I've just gotta my intake and coast until I get back to a more controlled environment. Tonight we were out at a Boxing Day evening shin dig and I really had trouble getting me freshly washed trousers to fit. NEVER a good sign...
Four years on
7 years ago
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I can sympathize... my mother has this habit of trying to diss whatevere I happen to be wearing, and she told me that the same pair of jeans were 1) too big (they needed to be washed) and 1) too small (they'd just come out of the dryer.) *shrugs* Go figure.
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