I used to say that as a joke because, let's face it, "Mean Girls" is a hilarious movie that I could quote as much as a dude can quote "Family Guy"(insert Quagmire giggity/roofy colada reference here).
And now I can't help but feel that this is Karma's way of calling me out. Now, I'm not fat by any means, I'm just not proportionate, but I'm also poor. So because I can't buy clothes that fit, I must make myself fit clothes that used to fit me 10lbs ago.
Did I mention I was poor? Okay good, so I borrowed the Insanity work out DVD set thingy and made the mistake of watching it before doing it and now not only am I scared of being that sweaty, I'm also fearful I will have a heart attack because super fit people on the DVD that are doing it, pretty much look like they're dying, yet still working out because it's not time to die until after they get their 30 second water break. But I did it anyway and yes I closed the curtains because I wouldn't want to see someone jumping around like a crazy in their living room either.
Embarrassing sidenote: the only reason I finally pushed myself to work out was because my work pants got too tight. To the point where I had to unbutton them. At. Work.
I don't know how it got to this point before I took action and now I have the shape of a button embedded in my skin as a reminder.
No seriously it hasn't faded yet and I have no idea what I can wear to work at this point.
