Hate To Exercise

20th March 2021

Went through my bra drawer the other day, and this is literally the text I sent to my friends after.

Don’t get me wrong folks – it’s been great losing weight, and thankfully I can still fill a decent sized bra, but there were several parachutes in my draw that needed disposing off and replacing with a smaller versions. We are no longer lifting up trucks, it’s now more an SUV size. This whole enterprise is costly. Several new pieces of clothing needed. Whilst at the same time – several “new-ish” pieces of clothing rediscovered in the underworld of my wardrobe. Dresses and outfits I forgot I had, it’s been so long since I’ve worn them and not because of the pandemic, my arse was simply too big for them.

Now when my company finally opens the doors back to the office – I’ve already had a chat with my boss about continuing to work from home part of the week, but… I reckon for the first 2 weeks I’m fully prepared to go to the office every single day, so that I get to wear those outfits and show off my new found waistline. I’ll have an office floor fashion show. LOL

I mean, I ain’t no supermodel, but man, I look good in them dresses now. Need a little bit more exercise though. There’s are remnants of that spare tyre around my waist, that need ironing out a little bit more. I think the next few days need to be all about press-ups, sits ups and crunches, to work on those abs. I’m determined to get that tummy ironing board flat by the time they let us all back out into the world.

Can I just say, to the people who read this blog, diary, moan fest of mine on regular basis – thank you.

I don’t know what you find so interesting, funny, or entertaining about my little rants and diaries. Whether it makes you smile, makes you feel better about yourself, just breaks up the boredom – whatever the reason. Thank you.

I started to write this without any expectations of followers. I’m still writing this without any expectations of followers. As well as helping to keep me sane, my reason is actually deeply personal. Although knowing or realising that some find this stuff entertaining (and maybe just a little bit informative), does make me smile in return. Without knowing it, you are helping to fulfil the reason why I share these thoughts, rants and opinions.

Right, enough gushing. There’s a strawberry flavoured rice-cake from M&S with my name on it in the kitchen. I’ve discovered that I can have 2 of those without breaking the numbers on my scales. And 2 of those are so much better than 2 little celebrations sweet. Have you seen the size of a rice-cake. Because clearly, size matters. Yeah, it’s chocolate, sweets and puddings – of course it matters.

Over and out, see you soon.

Bombs away – bras, I mean bras…

Thank you & Why