THE DISAPPOINTMENT WHEN YOU REALIZE YOU AREN'T JLO

You know how sometimes you just have a row of feel- good days? For the past week I've pretty much felt like I'm JLO. I walk past a mirror and I'm like hellooooo cookie. I look at myself with admiration. Enjoy that I'm slowly but surely going back to my pre- exam bodyshape. 100 more spinning classes now and we're aaaaalmost there...

And then....

There's this devil- mirror at my gym. One of the mirrors in the changing rooms. I don't understand. Whenever I've been there, it always makes me look absolutely awful. It literally looks as if my ass is hanging down to my knees. Or as if it's some kind of weird- shaped rectangle completely without perkyness. So much that I had to call Alex and ask him whether my ass hangs down to my knees.

- Of course it does't. Where did you get this idea from?
- In one mirror at the gym it looks just like that!
- What do you mean one mirror? What about your own mirror?
- In my mirror I look hot! And the other mirrors too!.
- Well... Maybe in that case just look in all the other mirrors and avoid the one that you call the "devil- mirror"?
- But you don't get it! What if the "devil- mirror" is the one that speaks the truth??? And the other mirrors are LYING to me? I mean, I can never know for sure since my butt is behind me!
- Oh God...

I spent all evening yesterday googling butt- workouts. After some more dissertation work this morning I'm so on it. Just in case my own mirror's lying.


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