When I weighed myself this morning, my weight was exactly the same as when I was in my early twenties when I was regarded as slim. According to measurements taken at my annual medical, my weight is perfect for my height and my BMI is spot on............so where has my waist gone?
I used to have one, I remember quite distinctly, I used to cinch it in with wide belts, but now my pj trousers seem to end up under my boobs at nighttime and skirts have a life of their own! Granted my arms are now on the skinny side, not by being beautifully toned, but more ancient looking if you know what I mean, definitely to be hidden under sleeves. Legs are ok, apart from the veins, but nothing that can’t be disguised. Hands once a good feature, now distorted by knobbly knuckles, but nails still good.
Really it’s the waist. What bit there is seems to have dropped like that of a flapper’s dress, the original site now home to a bit of a bulge. Other measurements remain the same. Unless I want to float round in smocks, shopping for clothes is a bit of a bind. I’m rapidly approaching 80 so maybe I should gracefully admit defeat, but I would have preferred to plod on with my waist intact..
Is there such a thing as delicious ready meals?