Friday, October 3, 2008

Yikes...How Did THAT happen?

E Gads.....what a mess.......okay...starting about early July after I get the bad news....Something just went awry....I found the local Yogurt shop.

This isn't any ole place that you go in and someone serves you...this is a special place where you get to make up your own dish of delectable frozen yogurt....they have about 100 different toppings....my mouth is watering just thinkin' about it.

My favorite mixture consisted of chocolate, white chocolate, some nifty candies, snickers toppings, and of course whipped cream to finish it off.

I knew things were getting away from me when I so easily chucked my scale and put it under the sink....or perhaps it was when I started avoiding certain clothes...

None the less...every night I was going over to the yogurt place and have two double larges.

Ummmmmm....Thought if I didn't eat anything else during the day I could get away with it, and there I say savoring every bite of my double large frozen Yogurts and then with my full tummy climbing into bed for a good night sleep. And of course I had stopped going to the gym.

So this goes on until mid August.....Okay...maybe it was my way of drowning my sorrows...but the stuff was good, and I mean really good. There was no way I could stop myself.

Then one day I happened to look down...and what I saw appalled me...I had OVERNIGHT developed this enormous belly.....and people were starting to ask me questions like "hey Holly, ya still working out?".....hmmmmm, I was starting to get the drift.

I was living in stretchy gym shorts that had a lot of give....and ya know when your putting on weight you just KNOW what clothes to avoid...until that one certain day...when it all comes home...

I went to put on a pair of pants.....I could not get them over my fat ass....SHIT! I had to put on at least 15 lbs...

So here I am.....trying to wean myself off of my nightly Milky Way bars and get serious again about taking care of myself...

Dumpy and goin' broke...ya gotta love it!

2 comments:

BetteJo said...

When it rains it pours, right?

Lone Chatelaine said...

Food can be a good comfort sometime. I know that very well.

I can't imagine you with a belly, though. You're so trim and tight. It would take months for you to get a poochy tummy.