It Happened Again! I No Longer Fit in My (S) Clothes

I’m starting on a journey to get back into shape

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“Our bodies change. Our minds change. Our hearts change.” — Emma Stone

Since I was a teenager, I have been the same size; there hasn’t been much change in that arena, and it isn’t much of an afterthought until now.

I always heard people say to me, “You are so lucky!” “You eat everything!” “Gosh, I wish I had your metabolism.”

And it’s not like I didn’t take care of myself; I did. But I’ve never been the kind of person who is always on a diet or counting calories and exercising.

In the past year and a half, I have gained 25 pounds. It all seems to be in my belly. And while I refuse to buy into the whole “Pinterest” idea of workout routines and extreme dieting fads, I need to figure out what I want to do about it.

I know what is going on; I’ve increased my sugar consumption in the past two years. I no longer have the daily cocktails I started to drink when we were in total lockdown, but Krispy Kreme and Haagen Daz have replaced that.

For most of the last c…