Return of an old adversary

Warning: a little bit of self-indulgent TMI approaching.

A little paunch is slowly reforming. I used to have a more substantial one, which I tried to rein with industrial-strength jeans that in turn created very uncomfortable muffin tops. That decade-in-the-making paunch slowly disappeared and for a few brief weeks I had a flattish stomach covered by saggy skin, which was in turn enveloped in pants now looser and requiring a belt. And this week, I have noticed in the shower that the sag is being slowly filled up with extra calories, and my belly is starting to protrude again.

This has to be good motivation to get back on track, right?