These past couple of days have been scorchers, compared to how I've seemingly been freezing my arse off here in Skinheadville for the past..oh, what seems like a gazillion months of winter. I feel fat. None of my clothes fit right and I'm noticing this "having had three kids" bulge around the lower abdomen protruding like bread dough flobs over my jeans. This is not good.
I busted out the 21-days of Fat Busting Yoga video yesterday. I guess I should review it before partaking in what's become the annual pre-summer season meltdown. My poor bod. I feel like one big stretch mark.
I'll just sit in this Godforsaken heat and in my flobs, feeling every bit of devastation in this. I suppose I still look damn fly, because just about everyone out there does that rubbahneckcheck. It feels odd. If they only knew..