Feeling self conscious this week.

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Right, it's time I face reality I think!
On Sunday whilst looking through old photos my Mum gasped, "wow you had great legs back then Liv." This was followed up nicely the next day by a football mum with, "you should do couch to 5kms", and then another upper cut via text from my bestie: "Hi girls, here is my exclusive fat fighting chocolate discovery which under no circumstances is to be divulged to any skinny bitches. Once we've shed some pud we can jog past them in our size 2 stretchy pants and wave condescendingly. You need manuka honey, coconut oil..........it makes you feel full and stops sugar cravings. Good luck, see you on the thinner side."
And then the cherry on the top, whilst having a cuddle with my hubby in the kitchen last night under the fluros he said, "Gee Darl, we might need a steam iron for those wrinkles".
OUCH!
I'm blown away by the compliments ladies and gents, what next?... "when are you due?"

So I get it, you all think I need to shed some "pud".
Where to start? I love food and I hate running. I'm a SAHM and so my lunch usually consists of the  crusts of  #4's sandwich thrown down with a coffee or two, and yes, maybe a bad treat or 10 just to get my through to wine-o'clock.
We spend our whole life trying to accept our God-given bodies and be comfortable in our own skin, but it doesn't seem that everyone else is comfortable that I'm comfortable.
So tomorrow is a new day, a skinner day. I'll start with a stroll to the letter box and go from there.

I hope your summer body is looking better than mine. Have you been cossie shopping yet?
This year the criteria is:
- 2 piece tankini for those quick dashes to the toili
- low enough to cover the bikini line incase time runs short and the hedge clippers and blower don't make an appearance
- but high enough to avoid the 1950s poolside siren look
- underwire, because the girls friend is gravity
- patterned, because cottage cheese is for cakes not bodies
- and sexy, if ever the above 5 can be in the same sentence as sexy.

So there you go, to hell with the pud.
Liv xo

ps: I'd love to know which other fat bitches got the text? or was the "hi Girls" to soften the blow?!
(for all of you who don't know my bestie, it's all good, we laugh ourselves silly!)