We have been enjoying some very lovely weather here the past few days. So lovely, in fact, that a change in wardrobe has been necessary. Ordinarily, I love pulling out my Capri’s and light-weight cargo pants at the end of a long winter but, this year, not so much. Let’s just say that I am baking a muffin top and not in a good way.
Thank goodness my heel appears to be responding well to the cortisone shot, daily stretching exercises and new shoes. Once I get my orthopedic inserts, I’ll be all set to get Billy Blanks on my own ass again.
It will not be a minute too soon, I assure you. Get it? Assure.
Ha! I slay me.
But, seriously; the muffin top? Bad.
Which, come to think of it, is how I got the bad muffin top.
**To clarify: The Muffin Top pictured above is not an accurate representation of my muffin top. My muffin top puts that thing to shame. Shame, I say.