7:45 A.M.
On the stairwell heading down to the cafeteria with only $1 in my pocket for coffee so that I couldn't accidentally buy that donut I was thinking about earlier, I passed a fellow fat belly woman. She couldn't hide hers anymore than I can hide mine, because like me, she didn't have a whole lot of fat in other places on her body. In fact, I was kind of surprised to see her belly fat because it was relatively new for her. A couple of years ago she was in pretty good shape, courtesy of the using the stairs for exercise on a daily basis. Obviously, she stopped.
Seeing another woman with a protruding tummy provided me with little comfort. For one, that woman is a grandmother--at least 20 years older than me. So, in fact, it's pretty depressing that I'm in the same boat, physically, as a grandmother! Tear, tear--one from each eye.
My afternoon exercise plans have been cemented. Back to my 10lb slimdown program!
20 years is far too long to be singing the "whoa is me" song about the body that I want and only I can create. 2015 is the year to shut up or put up!
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