When you see people you know in swim suits it can be frightening. At a recent pool party I was encouraged to show up with a suit, but declined. My slight paunch is not something I wish to display. Compared to me, some of the prodigious flab I saw made me resemble an Olympic swimmer.
I give them credit for having the courage to belly whop in front of an audience. They had fun. I have nothing against fun. But I have to eat afterwards with those images. I just sat under an umbrella talking politics and medical issues. Then I ate two turkey burgers.
But I can never look at these people in the same way.
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