I mean, I could almost – sort of – do that when I was in elementary school, the contortionism. As for today, I am far from being an athlete. I’m suffering from the post-nursing extra poundage. When I stop nursing, it takes me a few months to get used to eating for one again so I put on weight.
It comes just in time for my high school reunion this weekend. Yippee! I was looking in the mirror a couple of days ago, sizing myself up for the big fun and I realized I look much the same as I did 10 years ago.
Talking to Jen last week, (She was nice enough to fly across the country and then walk 3 miles to meet me for fish and chips. We had a great time getting acquainted and her daughter J — what a cutie!) it struck me what the main difference in my appearance is. I look like someone stuck a small hose in my mouth and puffed me up a few inches bigger, like an over-inflated tire.
I’m comforted by the fact that people will likely be too concerned about the way THEY look to notice the increase in my PSI.