Sunday, May 21, 2006
The bigger, the better?
So I was just trying on some clothes for my upcoming trip to Greece and am somewhat astonished as to how big my butt has gotten since last summer. I am a regular at the gym...I work out practically everyday, both cardio and weights. I do it for both health and vain reasons. It makes me feel powerful and makes me feel in control. Plus it allows me to eat whatever I want without feeling guilty about the calories.
But regardless of the work I've been doing, it seems that my butt just has a mind of its own. It's not obeying any rules. I haven't gained weight since last summer. I think I've actually lost some weight, or at least toned up exorbitantly. I'm still plumpy, will always be. It's in the Egyptian genes and while I may have had a problem with it when I was younger, I love my plumpness now.
I digress again. I'm not sure what to do with my butt. I'm not unhappy. I mean, a couple more squats and JLo is going to have some serious competition. But what am I going to do now with my summer clothes? I don't have time to go shopping for my trip. I'm leaving next Friday and this week is going to be CRAZY. I'm teaching a demonstration class tomorrow at a school I'm hoping to be working for next semester, the current school I'm working for is being observed for accreditation on Thursday and Friday, which means I've got be on top of my game, I've got to prepare lesson plans for my sub next week, and I have to make sure to pay bills before I leave. In short, no time for shopping.
Regardless though, does this mean that every summer I need to buy new clothing? My body keeps growing. Isn't this supposed to stop once you reach puberty or so?
Who: Carmen
Mini-Bio:
xx-something egyptia-yorker who's spent over half her life stuck in two worlds not of her own making. unable and unwilling to fully embrace one identity over the other, she created (is trying to create) her own place in the world where people love each other unconditionally, irrespective of artificial boundaries, and where dancing merengue is as necessary to life as breathing air.
Want more? Click here!
Med Student Ramblings
Ramblefish
Rambling Hal
Whisper of Madness
Inanities
The Monkey
The Best Horoscopes Ever
Ramblefish
Rambling Hal
Whisper of Madness
Inanities
The Monkey
The Best Horoscopes Ever
Abstinence greeting cards
A tale of mistaken identities
They're all the same. They're just all the same.
Being in the Hands of an Angry God Leads to Bad No...
Sounding the alarm
Foggy NY
Horny women kill erections
NY Arab Comedy Fest Seeks Submissions
The Fortress and the Breast
I eat when I'm stressed...
A tale of mistaken identities
They're all the same. They're just all the same.
Being in the Hands of an Angry God Leads to Bad No...
Sounding the alarm
Foggy NY
Horny women kill erections
NY Arab Comedy Fest Seeks Submissions
The Fortress and the Breast
I eat when I'm stressed...
May 2005
June 2005
July 2005
February 2006
March 2006
April 2006
May 2006
June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
June 2007
July 2007
September 2007
October 2007
December 2007
February 2008
May 2008
August 2008
September 2008
June 2005
July 2005
February 2006
March 2006
April 2006
May 2006
June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
June 2007
July 2007
September 2007
October 2007
December 2007
February 2008
May 2008
August 2008
September 2008