flashback to when i used to play ice hockey (aaah i miss it so much and yet not at all) — since you would get so hot playing anyway, i would usually just wear a bra under my jersey/chest pads, but my tummy skin was still exposed under the long jersey so when i came off the ice, my stomach would be cold no matter how hard i was sweating. i remember sitting in the locker room, laughing in my chest pads, clutching my stomach fat into a little bowl in my hands and saying “my stomach feels like frozen bread dough!” and all the pretty skinny normy girls on my team not knowing how to react.
oh, those #~* pretty skinny normy girls *~# . i remember wanting to be them except not at all. kind of like hockey itself. they had the beautiful bodies and the unlimited text plans and athletic abilities, i had the sense of humor and the boobs and slightly sub-par defensive skills.