My feeder sweetalked me into going for a walk in a public park in far less clothing than I'm comfortable with.
What did he say? He offered me lunch.

It's a crisp but sunny day and the harsh sunlight is showing off a couple things:

1. how round my face has gotten lately
2. stretchmarks on my belly that might have faded but will never go away
3. dimples. so many dimples all over my fluffy thighs.

Watch me eat a meal from KFC on a hillside with my belly hanging out.
I strut myself down the hill- jogging and doing jumping jacks on the way.
I find a park bench- a good place to stretch out in the sun and let my jiggly belly spill out into my lap.