Signs It's Time to Join Weight Watchers...
While going to sit down in the car this morning, I split the liner in my pants. My *fat* pants. (Fortunately, the pants themselves remained intact.)
I would like to be mystified as to how this happened, but I'm sure the recent months of eating and not exercising have had something to do with it.
So apparently, I got myself a big ass for Christmas this year.
Merry Christmas to me. See you at the gym...
posted by Mandy @ 4:04 PM
3 Comments:
The holiday season is the worst. Did I mention I had TWO turkey dinners on Saturday? That's why I left you guys all the fudge. You're welcome. :-)
If it makes you feel any better, my back is messed up again and I haven't been able to, what's that word again??, "exercise" for almost a month. And, Karen's got something that seems like mono (although we don't actually know what it is yet). Merry Christmas indeed. Stupid 2007....
Madcity
I feel your pain. Believe it or not, I too split a pair of pants Sunday night. Inner thigh. I'm trying to chalk this up to the fact that they were old, frayed jeans (you can try this excuse with notoriously fragile pants linings, too), but I'm afraid that's not the whole problem. -- Shazza
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