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Weight for me
*Goodwill*
I've donated the best years of my life in the form of denim jeans and fitted T's…
in my post-teens when I thought I had grown fully into the me I was intended to be…
I once graced in my better years…
that was once together until death…
not the death of the person in stature that I used to be…
33×32…
button ups…
square tipped shoes..
No gut…
I miss you much…
Timberland and baggy jeans to camouflage no cardio.
When did this become me?
Who replaced my dresser mirror with a circus version?
Over conscious demeanor when I scan thru my photo album at pictures…
I have to take double takes asking myself, "Is that me?"…
Looking thru the images on my computer screen to see a more charming…
more personable…
more distinguished…
yet a 'More' me definitely.
It was so gradual I lost myself as the days went by…
Life got busy…
Dinner became take-out and the steering wheel my place mat…
Dinner napkins where replaced with Shirt Sleeves…
Green veggies once steamed or raw included salt, cheese, and meat…
and potential for a vegetable induced block artery.
*Laugh at me*
Throughout the day I starved thinking that was the best for me…
In the end, I couldn't resist the temptation of shoveling the fridge in my cheeks…
&$!% I was Hungry…
I had to let the calorie packed extra ideas go to lighten my thoughts.
Mind you and I want this…
Heart you need to find the equilibrium to pump just right to maximize my gym AMs and nights…
arms and legs..stay in tune cause the toning is coming soon…
I'ma need for not even my family to recognize me…
Complements are great but I'm working on my flexibility…
to pat my own self on the back…
once I get back on track.
Taking points from Weight Watchers…
Will Power take over now or later?…
Tired and constant tripping over scales not kept under the couch…
and Mirror images of mirror pouts…
Big Comparisons larger than life…
I've seen what I can be…
Postponement is necessary…
I call fat a joke..and the Jokes on me.
*Caution: Work Zone*
Now..my mind is a little righter…
Thoughts a lot lighter…
Midlife can be a crisis if I don't approach it nicely…
one eye open…
two minutes filled with stove top stuffin…
three minute swallow…
four times bigger than I wanna be…
5 steps to a better, more fit me…
Step 1…nix the fat and get my antioxidants on
Step 2…Find a nice pair of shoes and freshman jeans to get into
Step 3…Control the urges of me
Step 4…I gotta love me a little bit more
Step 5…Strive to live life from the other side
Ignorance is bliss especially when it involves the empty cries from deep inside.
My urge is uncontrollable now to see the old me..or at least a more improved new me
I confess I missed the old me…
But this new me is something I know I've worked on…
And will love even more…
cause I know how much I had to love the idea of hugging the old…
saying goodbye, cause I accepted the fact…
That less of me is definitely MORE.
