once upon a time, i could eat whatever i wanted, whenever i wanted, and not gain an ounce. or change shapes. i can recall only one period in my life that i felt really fat: after the first term in college. after the rigorous and well-structured high school schedule, i was unused to having long vacant periods in-between lectures, i spent all those free time snacking or napping. at the end of the term, i was so chubby, the undersides of my boobies would be rubbing against my tummy. ugh! just a few weight training sessions solved that though, and never again have i gained so much (until my pregnancy, but that’s altogether different).

now, after more than a week being pampered by my in-laws and spending the holidays like a bakasyonista, it’s payback time. they say that there are people are people who are so-called apple shaped, in contrast to those who are pear-shaped; i see that i am neither. i’m more like… lemon-shaped: slender on the extremities, but with a rotund midsection. am still not overweight, but i’ve lost whatever muscle tone my abdominal area had since i got pregnant. and being the sloth i am, i’ve never lifted a finger or done a single sit-up in the last two years to bring it back to its pre-preggie form. so when feasts such as in the last weeks come, i’m like santa, or quasimodo, except that my baggage is in front. haaay….

oh well. different folks, different strokes, different shapes. hehe. at least, having a lemon shaped figure is still heaps better than what a n@wie friend refers to as being likened to a shrimp: the only part of value is the body.

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