I had a conversation with a colleague recently about the latest research into coeliac disease.
“What if they found a cure?” she asked.
I mentioned the other day that – for various reasons – I’m trying to do something about my weight. Again. I feel unfit and comfortable and… well, it’s time.
My running friends are growing. And I don’t mean in stature. I mean in size. Well, I don’t mean in size INDIVIDUALLY… I just mean there seem to be more of them. Runners, that is.
More and more are commencing ‘learn to run’ programs, while others embark on 10km runs, and then there’s the odd marathoner or two.
I’ve been trawling through Taking Shape’s website this morning.
Given the amount of weight I’ve gained since I last worked none of my previous work clothes fit me. And – hoping I’d never work in an office again – I gave a heap away and sold the more expensive stuff just after my seachange.
I’m again joining Kirsty for her ‘I must confess’ challenge and today’s question is…. Do you feel beautiful? Why, or why not?
Eek. In my current headspace this could be a very dangerous topic and as I’m also vaguely (and occasionally) doing an alphabet challenge in April, it seems fitting that today’s letter is U. And we all know U is for UGLY.