Two months ago I was more svelte and strong than I'd ever been. I was ripping waves twice a day, had knock-out biceps and slim hips and a golden tan. It's been exactly a month since I had to put my surf life on pause and go back to my professional life and now I am facing the sad dilemma of the off season: muscle -> fat.
Now. This is not actually a big deal because I'm still 'thin' by almost any standard. My size in major stores remains a 2 or 4, designer goes to 6 and European/Austrailian 8. Not exactly fat. But today I put on a test case of my favorite fitted pants - a pair of size 6 Pradas - and while they did up I was confronted by (a) tightness and (b) the jiggle.
Because when the muscle converts to fat it simply gets bigger and less dense before disappearing. So the fat is less like I've just increased by a size and more like a bowl full of jelly. And because I know in a couple months I will either have returned to an aggressively fit lifestyle or have dropped all the jiggle and gone back to my sub-6 size, I refuse to buy new clothes in the interim.
So now I have to scan the closet for a thin girl homer simpson muumuu.
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