Last week, I picked up 2 new pair of pants for work. Both pair of pants were marked way down...from $65 down to $20 (for Claiborne pants)...[woot!]...This morning I had a hard time squeezing my fat ass into my pants...that I just bought less than a week ago....that fit me perfectly at the time. I know I ate a little less than healthy over the weekend, but I didn't gorge myself! ....WTF??!!
I had a moment of clarity around 10:30 this morning, and the mystery of the ill-fitting pants was solved. There I was, sitting on my porcelain throne, about to make my morning offering(s) to the terlet gods, when I realized why the pants were a little tight.
Whenever I try on clothes and then decide to make the purchase, I leave behind the pair I just tried on and grab a fresh/never-worn-before pair from the rack. Even though my butt was the last one to wear the pants, I have to have a new-new pair. I'm quirky like that....lick me!
So with my legs spread wide and my pants draped around my ankles, I reached down for my throbbing... could clearly see the tag on the pants. Looks like I mistakenly grabbed the wrong size (one size smaller) pants off of the rack...damn my quirks!
Maybe it was a good thing that I grabbed the wrong size...what's the word I'm grasping for?...serendipity! A few weeks ago, my fat ass fell off of the diet/gym wagon and landed face first into a 7-layer chocolate cake....with a side of french fries, but I digress. Seems to me that this is a wakeup call that I need to get back in shape.
So now I say Good-bye to carbs & Hello Stranger to the gym....summer's just around the corner...time to work it !
Someone once told me that Baby Jebus doesn't love fat people...I really hope that's a lie.