The reformed smoker realizes that climbing a flight of stairs doesn’t have to make you huff and puff. While a new Mommy realizes that everything about a child makes you huff and puff. They can’t wait to tell you about it. And how hard it is.
A loser can’t wait to tell you about their loss – or in my case, my gain.
I think I found an ab!
While posing in front of the mirror last night, I tightened up the place where my Miller Chill was stored and I’ll be damned, it looked like I had an ab.
No seriously. I’m almost positive that’s what it was. There didn’t seem to be one on the other side so it may have just been a shadow. Or my spleen was swollen.
But there was definitely something there.
Ab. It was an ab.
On the weight chart I have moved from “obese” to “overweight.”