I'll start with a statement of self defense. I'm not one to speak ill of other people.
BUT... I'm here to bitch about Ms. Mini Pause.
Having no magic bullet is one thing. (Oh please, please find that magic bullet!) But eating less, exercising more and still gaining weight is Mini Pause's ultimate bad joke.
I was the original 98 lb. weakling until I turned 50.
And then along come's Mini
And does she want to keep me slim or let me burn the calories
that give me pleasant memories?
Or maybe rather gather tales from all the fails and tribulations
Everyone can see
When we met I had quit eating lunch
Now my empty gut shows the pack of her punch!
Seriously, I turned 50 and my metabolism died. In the eight years since, I've gained 20 pounds. I eat less and less and still gain. I exercise and still have a hard time taking it off.
So yes, we struggle much
When told that such a tender touch of hers
Will make us not the same!
Anyone feel my pain? Suggestions?