Summer is on its way and I'm worried when I try to squeeze into and button my shorts, it will pop off and ricochet around the room like in those cartoons. (Ooooh, maybe I need to rub some butter around my waistline. Useful and tasty!)
So it's time for me to get a grip and realize I can't eat like I used to. I also need to get outside and exercise. Sadly rolling paint on interior walls isn't considered part of the P90X workout. D*mn.
Happy Wednesday, all!
:> )
Been there done that sadly. Good luck my friend, Hugs Francine.
ReplyDeleteAnother one of life's little surprises!
ReplyDeleteI'm thinking of going to a Fat Farm this spring. Sigh, I feel your pain.
ReplyDeleteBe happy! You are who and what you are. If you are healthy, relax. A few pounds is not that bad. But if you have more than a few...put Gracie on a leash and take her for long walks around the place...I would say use Stella but maybe you are not up to running!
ReplyDeleteGood luck!!
Think like a French woman. Apparently it works. Hpefully not just for la Francaise. I mean, they eat butter and cream and drink wine and are mostly as thin as sylphs. I'll let you know how I get on with channelling my inner Frenchie.
ReplyDeleteAli