No Shame In My Game (G-uno)

You know how some women look in the mirror, and manage to see every single flaw? Well I’m not that woman. I think it’s because my bathroom mirror only let’s me see myself from the cleavage up. I’m not completely oblivious, but I’m not completely aware either. There’s no shame in my game. I eat a really healthy diet the majority of the time, but if I want something sinfully delicious I will have that too. It doesn’t help that I have some awesome blood work numbers, because that allows me to live under the false impression that I’m more healthy than I actually should be.

I tried to run around the block a few afternoons ago, and much to my surprise it was pretty difficult to do. Mr G-uno is no help because he tells me I’m as beautiful as always. Which leads me to believe his eyesight may be in as bad a shape as my cardio abilities. My doctor on the other hand told me to start losing some of my fluff. She’s been my doc since I was twenty so my rather fluffy chart is matching my rather fluffy backside these days. A good shot of vanity would be very advantageous. The problem is that I’m comfortable with the way I look.

No, I’m not rocking the size 7 body I use to have, but I’m a long way from being twenty. For the most part I like who I am. What I didn’t like was how I felt when I tried to make that short run. I need to follow the lead of some of my smarter fellow bloggers, and make more effort to exercise for my physical well being. I keep thinking about Jane, and my other friends. They all make a great deal of effort to maintain their figures for varied reasons. Jane especially now that she spends so much time with Tarzan who spends very little time in clothing.

Maybe I should try to convince Mr. G-uno to become a nudist. Afterall to be successful a girl needs a little proper motivation. If he doesn’t agree then maybe some full length mirrors might do the trick. 😉