If I had the poor judgment to actually bare my midriff in public, I would undoubtedly be the poster child for the “muffin top” syndrome. However, now that I’ve reached my mid-thirties and had two children, I’ve come to the realization that there is simply no reason to wear cropped tops or low-rise jeans again. Ever.
Of course I keep stating that I will get back to running several times a week and maybe, one day, I will! In the meantime, I will stay covered. I do want to thank the people who come up with names like “muffin top” and people who tell me that I am not chubby, I am fluffy! These statements will not get me back into the clothes I could wear when I was 25; however, I feel happy snacking and maintaining my soft, comfortable self! No more bothersome sharp edges or bones poking out anywhere! Do you need a shoulder to cry on? Mine are nice and comfy now!