Sunday, April 26, 2015
There's a large vanity mirror in the hotel bathroom. Against my better judgement I inspected myself before my shower. I know I have saggy bits - I can feel them every morning when I shower. But I didn't know what they *look* like until this weekend. So now I have visual confirmation, in stark detail, of saggy parts, mostly in the middle third of my body. There's a lot of work ahead, to slowly firm things up. Maybe I won't ever be able to get rid of them - there's only so much that skin my age can do, right? I think I may have to learn to love the sag.