Blame it on the ring
Marriage is making me fat. I have become a lazy little cow - shuffling between work and the couch and deluding myself into thinking that walking home from work is enough exercise in the day. Must get back on track...
Roll the boulder up the hill. Let it run back down. Roll it up again. Repeat. So it goes.
Marriage is making me fat. I have become a lazy little cow - shuffling between work and the couch and deluding myself into thinking that walking home from work is enough exercise in the day. Must get back on track...
Posted by Snooze at 9:41 AM
5 comments:
Ahh, there are worse things than being a little chubby from love! =) I'm chubby from middle age, for instance.
haha. rox is spot on.
funny how relationships make you put MORE effort into staying then.
I'm sure you'll be fine. You've certainly attained all the goals you've set for yourself.
And at least you're happy. That's the important in a marriage.
Being a Smug Married does play havok with one's figure. I like to keep in shape by moving briskly from the cooker to the sink, then to the washing machine & dishwasher, followed by various lunging & stretching exercises while hanging out the washing, ironing, gardening, vacuuming etc. Just like every good wife does.
Don't they?
Rox: Oh don't worry - the marriage blubber is joining my middle age spread
jkg: I am determined to get back some muscle tone!
Eros: if my weight gain keeps up, I will not be happy. That said, it seems to be back under control
IDV: Lunging while ironing - that's just brilliant. I will be a better wife!
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