I’m usually in a hurry when changing clothes or doing anything for that matter but this morning I happened to glance in the mirror as I was putting on my shorts. OMG… I know where most of the 30lbs I lost came from… my freakin thighs! ACK! Loose skin city, baby! As we all know there is only so much elasticity in human skin… well mine in one area is all stretched out with no place to go. Make that two places… underarm chicken waddle sound familiar?
My first thought was why didn’t Richard tell me I looked like that.. then I smiled. Because I realized Richard doesn’t care. He loves me. He doesn’t judge me on what I look like. We had a discussion recently about my losing the weight. I warned him that you can only do so much toning and at my weight now there is bound to be.. well hell I said when I lose weight I’m probably going to need an ox cart to carry the extra flabby skin around in. He didn’t blink an eye.. he was more concerned that I live longer than worrying about what I look like.
I’m going to have to give him a big kiss for this… and I need to find an exercise to try and tighten that area up as much as I can.
Hell, I’ve always hated shorts that are high and tight anyway.. give me loose boy cut shorts anyday.
LOL!