I feel really out of shape. This has little to do with feeling fat, and more to do with feeling flabby. I have written about this flab issue of mine both before and after my wedding.

I don’t have any secret work out magic for you today, but I do have a semi-funny story to show a lighter side of being flabby and/or getting older.

The other day, I was trying to take a picture of myself for my acne post. I was wearing a tank top and sitting outside. Well, I angled the camera wrong and accidentally got a good portion of my armpit in the shot. I took a bunch of pictures at once, and as I was looking through them, I paused at the one I took of my armpit. Upon closer inspection, I noticed one of the scariest things in the free world…

…the dreaded VAGINA PIT.

If you don’t know what a v-pit is, it’s basically folded armpit chub and/or flailing, wrinkly skin that looks like a vagina.

I will NOT post pictures of mine, but you can imagine my horror. I quickly broke out in a cold sweat, as I wondered how long it had been there. Was this a gradual metamorphosis toward a vaginal appearance or did I wake up one morning with it?

My next thought was, “What do I do?” It’s not like you can work out your armpits. Or can you? Should I stay in push-up position until my situation improves?

Maybe I’ll ask my yoga teacher. “Can you suggest a pose that aids in the disappearance of hanging pits syndrome? Thankssomuch.”

Do actresses and celebrities get pit lifts?! I should ask Dr. Rey.

Aging gracefully might be an issue for me.

*This post is totally in good fun. Embarrassed because you too have vagina pits? We can form a support group. You don’t have to suffer alone.*