Okay, I left that other, horrible picture of me up for far longer than I needed to. Had a good laugh did you, my schadenfreude-loving readers?

No candid photos. EVER!

I wouldn’t mind having an unfortunate picture of my gut out there for everyone to see and mock. It was patently obvious that I was inhaling. (Inhaling Oreos, maybe…)

I wasn’t going to say anything but I have to think of my pilates instructor Shel Wagner Rasch and all the hard work she’s put in. I don’t want her to suffer, you see. Shel took this shot of me after my workout today. She begged and begged and before she made a fool of herself (and despite my demented-looking hair), I said okay. I’m that generous.

Shel, you and all my friends who are so glad that I’m back in fighting shape can thank me in the comments.

The Art of Sucking It In: Abs of Steel Magnolias

I’ll put up a proper post later.

Mwah!