The grass ain’t always greener…

So, during the weight-loss journey, we often tout all of the benefits (of which there are a great, great many).  However, there were things that are always failed to be mentioned, I’m finding out.  For instance, those pants that you have clung to for the past several years while telling yourself you’ll one day wear them again.  You know the pair.  Well, eventually all of us are going to get to a point again where those don’t fit, but the other way ’round this time.  My “skinny Bentley” jeans of yore are now held aloft by a belt.  If I should forget said belt, gravity has its way and they are no longer aloft during a vigorous game of ping pong.  Now you have to buy new pants (which is more of a burden to me than the rest of the group.  Not to be sexist or anything, but I am the only male so far…)  And before you know it,  your valued wedding ring is lose too.  Most of the time, it is just a weird feeling to have it rocking to and fro on your finger and able to just pop it on and off as a nervous fidget.  However, you might find that the last bastion of fat stored that you lose is in your fingers.  You find this out by your ring falling off of your hand.  In the bathroom.  Into the urinal.  Twice…

But really, we’re all doing a wonderful thing.  We’re putting our health above our stomachs and fashion budgets and our pride of having to use an orange stick to fish a ring out of a urinal.  I’m sure you’re all seeing the benefits far more than the cons.  So I ask you, what really is there to complain about?

 

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