The fat trail

So I was talking with a friend of mine the other day, and she mentioned how she can stay in her size 6s even as the pounds creep up. The thing is, her weight goes to her hips, butt, face, and arms. Mine, on the other hand, heads straight for the stomach. Then the boobs. When I see it in my face, I KNOW I'm in trouble. By the time it hits my hips and thighs, I'm in big trouble.

My friend's weight loss plan then includes taking her measurements while I'll wait to see what size Levi's I can fit in come falltime. Right now, forget it. Squeezing into any pair of jeans in this 90-degree New York weather is a nightmare even if you're of the toothpick variety.

I've been eating really well lately, by the way. Lots of fresh fruit, salads, etc. Today, though.....I caved. It was the All Stars' game, and I went to a pub. Turkey burger with waffle fries followed. Only 1 beer, though. Phew.