i have fat elbows.

how did i not notice this? a shirt with blousy 3/4 sleeves from my past life fits ok everywhere but the elbows. i actually had to undo the buttons at work because it was so uncomfortable. SHAME. thinking about instituting the no night time eating plan very soon. last night- AFTER FAT BOY, i tanked down half a sleeve of ritz crackers & extra sharp cheddar, and a block of ramen with at least 2 tablespoons of butter. yow. walked 3 miles + pilates today… but 2 cocktails, linguini, and 2 bread baskets at the blue spoon, i’m pretty much fucked again. why is food so g-d delicious?