Body Envy

I surfed and I surfed, and one thing led to another...and I found myself at the GQ magazine website.

Pretty cool, lots of good features...and then... a great editorial of Gisele.

I'm hardly a fan of men's mags...but I gotta say, Gisele looks hot here.

And so does Jennifer Aniston.

Oh, what would I give for their bodies?
The thing is, I remember being proud of my body once, not too long ago.

Now, it's just one flabby mess.

I used to be more toned, and my body, my legs could carry me way over 5km at a stretch.

I was proud of it for working hard, pumping hard when I needed it to.

For being languid and fluid when i do yoga, and tough and spirited when i run with the wind.

Now, my daily exercise is...sadly, zilch.

I no longer run, or do yoga.

Instead of a toned shape, it's just one round blub.

The weird thing is, I haven't put on much weight, and my weight is still much the same as before.

But I look different, feel different....

This is what being a slouch does to you.

You feel...like a fat slouch all over.

Everything doesn't fit the way it used to.

Everything feels different.

I need a 10km run to wake me out of this slumber.

p/s: Doesn't help the self-esteem with Gisele and Aniston staring me in the face.

And of cos, I've checked out the new Kate Moss collection.

Tried this red dress on.... can only say, it looks way better on Kate than on me.