This time last year, as I prepared for the annual office party, I went through the obvious checklist.
Nice matching upholstery to make the most of my curves
… and then
Pads for the inevitable “Oops!” moments.
Damn it! Those things can really ruin one’s pre-party buzz. I must remember to visit the ladies before I hit the dance floor.
Fast-forward to last week. Two Christmas parties in one week. My check list was mostly the same, except for one item, those blooming pads.
In January this year, I stamped down my metaphorical foot, and said “No more pads. No more leaks. There has to be something I can do. I’m not going through the rest of my life being afraid to sneeze!”
A chance conversation with a good friend opened up an opportunity to chat with a women’s core training specialist. Within two months this lovely lady had worked miracles for me. I now sport a flatter, firmer tummy, and core muscles strong enough to allow me to get through the hay fever season, sneezing willy-nilly!
I’ve been mostly good at keeping up with the program since the course finished (Santa, please take note) and it’s paid dividends. Armed with this inner strength and confidence, I boogied my butt off at both parties. My only regret, apart from a stonking hangover, is that I didn’t meet this lady years earlier.