I hate rolls. And I'm not talking about bread.

What's up with our bodies as we age? I know it doesn't happen overnight. But seriously. It's like you wake up one morning with back fat. How is that possible?  I seriously nearly hurled in the bathroom recently when I saw my back in the mirror in the bathroom. Who is that? I thought to myself. She has no shape. No waste. And what are those lines, and is that a roll of.....what the hey? Maybe if I shut my eyes it'll...... nope still there.

But that's not the most disturbing thing I've seen recently. This photo is worse. I gasped when I first saw it on the BlogherFood site. And to make matters worse, the photo is public. H-U-M-I-L-I-A-T-I-O-N. I was at the Blogher food conference in San Francisco in September and was taking pictures of the chocolate demonstration with Elizabeth Faulkner.  I was reaching up to try to catch a glimpse of the chocolate box she was mixing up when someone took a photo from the opposite side - which unfortunately had me in it.

My arms were up in the air with a camera aimed at Danica (danicasdaily.com) trying to catch a glimpse of her getting her chocolate surprise. She's so cute. And young. Nice, fresh, skin. She's a baby.

Holy schnikes. Look at me! Whose arms and elbows are those? Couldn't be mine. Ay caramba. The photo has been haunting me since September. Unfreakenbelievable.

I know I'm not 20 anymore. But I'm not 90 either. I can get myself in shape. And I can also remember not to wear sleeveless outfits and take photos with my camera over my head. Dork.

Maybe I should post this on my fridge. Ha! Or maybe on the bathroom mirror.

The good news is I'm doing great on my diet and exercise. I've lost 5lbs so far. And my abs are killing me from the new pilates routine I've been doing. I'm exercising my arms too, so there is hope!!!!! Yeah me!

Photo courtesy of Carla Duhart Razura, babyjidesign.com