Scarred for Life
I did my yoga as I always do... and then I made the fatal mistake - I went to the belly-dancing/salsa dancing class following. I'm tired; I'm falling apart from exhaustion! She really had us going. That might have been fine had it only been the small four us, incuding Millie, the instructor. But at one point I could see myself gyrating about in the three mirrored-sided walls... Yikes.
Without a mirror, maybe I a can do this but quite honestly, I'm just a little too big a woman to pull that off. I want to keep doing it, though, so get my weight down to a point where I would look much, much more appealing in front of a mirror or another person. I have my small fanclub of men, but really, the one who has to feel good about me, is just me!
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