I had to go and spend the day working in a department that required me to wear theatre scrubs today.
It's a bloody good job I didn't go 52.5lbs ago, that's all I'm saying!
About Me
- Wendy
- Hi, I'm Wendy. I'm 41 years old and I somehow managed to ignore all inner voices telling me I didn't want to be fat and forty. Join me as I fight the good fight with the mighty Slimming World behind me. As I lose weight I am also trying to get fit, so no doubt you will see fads come and fads go as I feel my way through the alien world of gyms, exercise and fitness. Join me on my second year of my weight loss campaign, your support will help me as I am to make it a record year!
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2 comments:
Oh God yes, I remember. The sheer panic of some situation where you might have to put something on that isn't yours. The crushing worry that it won't fit, that nothing will fit and everyone EVERYONE will turn and stare and point at the fat girl. *Shudder*
Spot on Loth. In fact I evaded this day for around 3 years soley because of the clothing issue. But as with all things, eventually I could evade it no longer.
I squeezed my fat legs into the XXL bottoms acquired for me from the men's changing room, plastered a smile on my face and got on with the task in hand.
To be honest, I had a good day and I'd do it again. But I'd want to know those XXLs were in the women's changing room for me when I got there! (Happily the XL tops freely available were OK for me, it was a fat leg issue and no mistake!)
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