No matter how you put it the truth is the truth. The last week or so I have been very physically uncomfortable. Work slacks wouldn't button, shirts felt constricting and last year's coats felt like grandmas shawl...snug. When I considered buying jeans to fit the new size, I realized that it wasn't just the numbers on the waist that would change, but also my dedication to keeping a healthy size. I dumped both pairs at the nearest rack and marched out of the store. Instead I told myself to tell the truth. Happy or not, I don't care for buying clothes because I'm eating irresponsibly an treating my body carelessly. Today I left the house with an extra bag...my gym bag. For years I made time for myself and hit the gym during my lunch hour. It will start again today. The truth is the truth and I honestly can't accept a compliment or a good word if it doesn't ring true to me.
Keep passin' the open windows...
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4 comments:
THERE YOU GO! U GETS MAD PROPS FOR THIS!!
You can do it Rican!!!
You go boy!!! But I would have bought those jeans anyway they way my weight goes up and down!!
Thanks guys...I am on it...yes Norris, I need a wardrobe infusion anyway. I can just be a sagger when I lose the weight.
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