I bought the Herald Sun today for the first time in my life so I could get my race time for the R4tK and scrolled through the lists for my name. I checked and double checked. Nothing. So I emailed the paper and they told me that they take responsibility but there was a disclaimer that they don’t guarantee to publish all results.
Then later in the day I got an email from a friend asking if I had even gone in the race because she hadn’t seen my name in the paper…. arrrrggh! It said on the front of the paper – results for all runners, not all runners except Kathryn and Linda.
I don’t care about my time being published, I just want to know what it was. I’m so disappointed about that.
I have the most weird-arsed body shape. The magazines and people in the know call it apple shaped. I have thin extremities and carry all my weight around the middle. I don’t think apple is the right way to describe it so today I decided I’m not an apple, I’m a star!
Whilst thinking all that, it dawned on my that my body shape is never going to change. It’s going to shrink but I’ll always have the same shape. This wasn’t what I planned. In my mind, the thin me wasn’t a ‘Honey, I shrunk the Kathryn’ version but my face on someone else’s body. I want my money back — do I get a refund for this?
I think abs are the hardest thing to reduce (although I can imagine everyone thinks this about their least favourite body shape). The thing is, with other bits you can work on reshaping as you reduce them but with abs, you basically have to strip every smidgeon of fat off your torso before the results even show. By that time, my arms and legs will be sticks. Surely there must come a time when my belly decides to give up it’s fat. My dream is to one day know for certain if my belly button is an innie or an outtie.
In the meantime, I just have to remind myself that I’m star and I shine.