Of course I have an excuse, I have been sick and as I am the only person left in my whole department I still have to put in 14 hour days. So a little (ha!!) pizza is inevitable.
I don't know how much I weigh, but I know my mid section is definitely fatter. No concave stomach for me when I lie down, in fact it is lucky to approach some semblance of flat. Here's a heads up ladies - even a pear becomes an apple once you hit 40!
I'm watching some crappy show on TV about a makeover for a woman who has had a mastectomy. Guess what - I need to shut up already.
I have two beautiful breasts and a slim figure. I am healthy (notwithstanding the cold) and fit.
In the scheme of life, the universe and what really matters - my problems are non-existent. I might have a mild eating disorder (is that like being mildly pregnant? -- I actually don't think you can have a mild disorder but anyway...), I might be as stressed a hamster running on one of those miniature wheels but holy shit batman -- life could be a hell of a lot worse.
With four qualities the wise, intelligent, worthy person goes about not uprooted, not lifeless, not blameworthy, not censured by the wise.
What four qualities - good conduct of body, speech and mind and with gratitude.
OOO a whole pizza! I can do that! Was it nice????
ReplyDeleteYou are so right Katie.... one of my very good mates is in hospital having had several operations, yet she smiles and gets on with things despite being very ill... and there is me freaking out when I dont get to the gym.... perspectives eh?
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