I am fat, or maybe it should read I am fat? I look at photos and cringe because unless I suddenly lose half my body weight I'm always going to look fat. Even though I know that pound for pound I am not considered fat , in fact I'm just about right I look wobbly. I haven't put any weight on for years, and I even lost weight with every pregnancy. But still I look it and crikey it does nothing for my self esteem whatsoever. Yes I know I have shoulders that Atlas himself would be proud of, a family member did actually comment that I was rather broad across the shoulders but thats probably not surprising as I spend all day lifting weights in the form of little boys. However I no longer have any muscle tone and its depressing. The flabby bits are muscley flabby bits not fat flabby bits, and even though I'm aware thats its a fairly common problem it doesn't make me any more cheerful about it. I still look fat, and actually when you are sat down all the time you look even fatter. I really need to do about 100 sit ups a day which when you consider I cant actually sit up from a lying position without a bit/lot of help thats not going to happen and although I don't consider myself to be particularly vain, I do suffer from quite painful self consciousness, which really isnt the same thing at all. I need a makeover, I really do.
'I dropped a hammer on my foot. I said, Ouch, I bet that hurt'. A sometime light hearted rant about life with spinal injury. The Glamour of Family, Friends, the NHS, Wheelchairs, adaptive equipment and the weather is all here on KBO!
Saturday, December 18
Back for Good.
Well after my self-imposed break of 6 months, I have decided to come back to this bit of my life. Although part of me has missed all this another bit has felt some relief. You know 2010 has been a hard year for me for many reasons, and I eventually took a blogging pause because I felt I had nothing to say anymore. It had all been covered, end of. My life has been a treadmill of washing, cooking and little bottoms. Every day seeming like Groundhog day. It seemed there was nothing else to talk about. So a break was a good thing. I feel I can now resume my little social commentary with the usual moans, groans and rants, along with a few pats on the back. I'm looking forward to 2011 with trepidation but I wont lie if I say I will be very happy to forget 2010. Its time to take a big breath and KBO.
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