I never realized that there would come a point in my life that I would have to buy an exercise equipment. In my teenage years, I have witnessed my sisters' pain in keeping their tummies flat. They bought those portable exercise gadgets, and I remember used them at one point out of curiousity.
I bought my own "toy" yesterday - a pilates ball. It's been months since I realized my stomach is getting bigger and bigger. I know my friends would hate me whenever I would whine on how "fat" I am. Maybe because they never know the difference of flat and flab. As much as I want to get "physical", the joy of eating never fails me. Anything fried, anything sweet, anything crunchy and juicy. I love them all! And it is sad thought that being beautiful and sexy has to be that painful.. :(