I remember a time, not too long ago actually, when it was horribly impressive to be able to finish two or more plates of duckrice in one sitting. If you couldn't finish one comfortably, you were rewarded with a chorus of "so weeak!". But now that we're all nursing one-packs and flabby guts, things have done a complete turn-around.
Guys tend to obsess about their weight and their sagging gut louder and more publicly than girls. While we might whine to our other halves about how much we've gained, you won't catch us feeling up that spare tyre in company or demonstrating how far past your belt that new band of fat can stretch. But then again, I think guys are also more likely to actually do something about it, and most guys I know actually have. They look amazing, which is why I'm going to be more proactive this year. Whine less, work more. Mg.
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