UnPoetry Friday!

The word from Mona is "belly"! I can't say that the word inspired me to write beautiful or serious poetry because I couldn't get past the ugly image of fat bellies hanging out over the edge of low rise jeans, and more specifically, MY belly and MY jeans!

As if aging didn't contribute enough to the demise of a flat stomach, the drug that I am on, (amitryptaline) for some pain issues, has been a rather LARGE factor in this unsavoury and undesirable phenomena! In short, I hate it! (I know you'll understand why I passed on posting a picture!)

On an otherwise long and lanky frame, I think a 9lb-overweight-gut is just magnified all the more. I have never had kids so I don't even qualify to use that as a partial explanation or excuse.

It's enough weight to make a whole size change in the wrong direction! In my hopefulness that this dire situation is temporary, I buy new clothes (pants and shorts) at second hand shops because I refuse to pay full price for something I think I won't be wearing for long.

The stupid thing is that the drug has not relieved any of the pain although, I do get a better sleep while taking it. The other day, while I struggled to get the fly done up on my pre-loved jeans, I knew had had enough! I realized that the muscle pain I have doesn't hold a candle to the pain I have of not being able to do the zipper and button up on my pants!

This discovery necessitated a trip to the pharmacy to find out how I safely wean myself off this enemy of mine. It's almost been a week of and I've already noticed about 2 lb drop. Yahoo!

Now, excuse me while I go out to exercise with my Nordic Walking poles and trek up to my attic to bring down my OLD jeans!