I had a profound thought today while admiring my new physique in the mirror before hopping in the shower after my gym workout (no, it was not a full-length mirror; I was not checking that out). My collarbones are gone. I don’t look swollen, yet my trunk is sticking out from my hips. My neck was so big on Sunday that the dress shirt I bought for an occasion last May almost refused to button up all the way.
Ready for the profound thought? Here it comes:
Men marry women hoping she stays the same. Women marry men hoping they can change him.
I am finally happy with my body now, 30lbs more than our wedding day. My wife has even lost some weight that I unintentionally contributed to her with my crazy “see food” diet over 4 years of dating. Look out Ken and Barbie!
