It's Fat Albert! Whoa! Maybe not. But maybe so. I am pathetically out of shape and out of clothes that fit right. I am especially out of patience with not being comfortable and with people asking if I'm prego. Just 'cause I LOOK 6 months pregnant, doesn't mean I am! *ah* tricky, I know. If you can't trust your eyes, what can you trust? Well, you can trust me when I say, NO! It ain't happenin'.
New routines are not hard to design. Now, finding one that you can stick with is another story. I have currently been working on getting my spring cleaning done- somedays much better than others- but, I have yet to add exercising back on the list. Until I do, I am afraid that unwelcome questions will still come my way. It doesn't get on my nerves so much as the power of suggestion makes me think about our decision to stop at 2 kiddos...
I am sure that the questions will never really stop, because even 'back in the day' when I weighed a whooping 105 lbs people asked me if I was prego. It all comes with the apple body shape. Ah well, there are worse things in life by far, so it's time I stop obsessing over it and just get back into shape. Maybe I would do it faster if I had someone to kick my butt. I'm up for a fight- just not against myself.
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