My kind neighbors and coworkers are showing motherly concern for my expanding waistline. Even my boss. Of course this concern doesn't stretch so far that he would actually consider letting me go home on time to hit the gym, or canceling those dinner meetings with clients that don't start until after 8:00, but concern nonetheless.
All this concern around me was causing me to be concerned as well. But as I was out walking around the other day, suddenly it hit me. I'm on the Buddha diet!
Notice the close similarity in our figures:
And a close-up view:
I still have a way to go, and I still have to work out the healthy golden glow. But I figure that if it's good enough for a deity, it's good enough for me.
Good eats to y'all!