It's getting on for 25 years since I started trying to become a dedicated fitness freak.
At my peak I felt and looked good.
Justifiably positive self-esteem
at age 40..
But I wasn't too narcissistic about it.
I never photographed myself, or trained in front of mirrors.
All I have is memories of how I felt to be fitter and stronger.

Now..
Right now, I'm away from home for a week or so taking care of urgent family business..

There is a bloody great big full length bathroom mirror right by the side of the toilet.
Yesterday I caught sight of my naked profile whilst having a pee.

What a shocker. What a huge belly.
Didn't realise it was that bad.
No wonder I can't bend and crouch anymore...!!!

I look like my dad did when I vowed never to end up looking like my dad..

That was when he was diagnosed as diabetic
due to his unhealthy factory workers lifestyle.
He snuffed it from a massive heart attack at 69.
I'm 62...