Sometimes the quest to lose weight makes me just plain silly. But silliness can be good. Silliness can be empowering. Silliness can be intentional. This morning I grabbed my muffin top (sadly there's quite a handful to grab), shook it at the mirror, and told it I was giving it notice: "You're on your way out of here." Weird, I know. But it made me feel like I was really taking charge and there could be no arguing. That wobbly muffin top is on the shrink plan and now it knows I'm not going to be gentle and I'm going to fight it every inch of the way.
I really should take some actual measurements so I can see its losing battle. :-)