Losing Weight Improves the Quality of Life

Loose Weight...Love Life
As she walked across the food court, she felt as if everyone’s eyes were directed towards her. Her palms turned sweaty and her face blank. What I a supposed to do with my hands? Where am I supposed to lay them? Crossed in front of my Buddha belly or along side of my protruding love handles? Where? As these thoughts raced through her mind, she weaved in and out of the people trying to get to the Gap. All I wanted to buy today was a pair of stretch jeans, not be tormented by the looks of the other shoppers. Just do not make eye contact, that is all I have to do. If I do not make contact then they are not looking at me, right. Yeah keep telling myself that, maybe it will take a load of my back. It will! No it will not! They think I am fat and that is why they are looking. Maybe they are just looking around and they do not even notice me. Maybe I am just freaking out. Whatever you know your are fat and these people do too! She continued to argue with hers...