A woman three times my size came into the shop today. Breathing hard just from walking down river street, she collapsed in one of our chairs until she saw the sign "Crazy About Chocolate" and got up to look at the ice creams. Walking from her seat to the counter, she was panting. You could have fit three of me in the clothes she was wearing. Awful. I just wonder often how people let themselves get like that. I feel too big myself now, and I don't even think I look that bad. I've started running, too, and taking Retsina with me, and that makes me feel a lot better about myself, but I know other habits will have to change, because I don't always want to be big. I'll never be waif-like, but I would like to be smaller.
I would hate to be a person who gets winded just walking down the street.