I Am No More The Athlete Girl

Oh no! I am faced with a harsh reality today. I am no longer the athlete that I was used to be! What have happened to me? Last time I could walk for 30 minutes without panting like an old dog. But look at me now... After a 15 minutes walk this morning, I panted and panted, trying very hard to catch my breath. I had also embarrassed myself by drooling all over. Imagine what the Uncle Cleaner would think when he came to notice the trail of wet liquid on the floor... *OH GOSH*

I don't care! I am going to REST. No one is going to make me MOVE!

I know, I know. I cannot put the blame on the hot weather.

I know, I know. I have become fatter in the past few months. *Looking at my ROUND tummy*

I know, I know. My slim waistline is no longer there. But I cannot imagine my stamina is getting worse too! How? How? What should I do? If the weighing scale could talk, I had no doubts that it would announce me as "Tubby", "FFB (Fatty Furry Ball)", "Miss Piggy" and "Droopy Bottom". Sighz... MM would definitely put me on a diet very soon. Perhaps that's why she introduces kibbles back into my meals? Hmmm... but I do not wish to be parted with my pork pork. A bit of it will not kill me, right?

In that case, it's time I should do something about it. Since I can hardly deal with long walks now, I shall do with a shorter walk lor. I AM A GENIUS AFTER ALL! So what if I am fat? I am still the adorable Wynn Wynn that everyone loves. If that weighing scale did talk, it could not win me after all. It would still end up with a FFB standing on its square face. *Proud grins*