I was recently telling this story to a friend, when it hit me that I didn’t even post this on my blog! And I was shocked that I forgot because I always love an opportunity to publicly humiliate myself.
Let me just start by saying that it has been a good 6 or 7 weeks since Brian was laid off. And for a few weeks prior to that, I had been doing this new exercise routine that was really hard, but really working. Anyway, the layoff comes and my routine goes out the window. I have not exercised (or even tried to watch my food intake) for 7 WEEKS!!!
And it shows. The number on the scale hasn’t gone up all that much, but the inches and flab have certainly found their way to my body.
So, a few weeks ago we went to my nephew’s basketball game. As we were getting in the car to leave (and thank goodness we were leaving instead of arriving) I completely ripped the butt out of my jeans! Oh yes, there’s nothing that makes you feel as thin and waif-like as the sound of your pants exploding.
Now I begin the lovely task of trying to get back into walking and not eating myself into oblivion. Can’t wait!