zoenecrosis

My brief eating disorder seems to have passed - I am no longer overeating as if I had a tapeworm. Unfortunately I'm starting to get a little squijie around the edges. For the first time in my life my 30 waist pants are no longer loose on me. I'm not at all comfortable with this. But way too fucking lazy to exercise. I preferred how in the first 23 years of my life I just ate whatever I wanted and remained skinny as a stick no matter what. The idea of having to be conscience about my body shape like everyone else is very frustrating. I've been spoiled by my metabolism for too long. So I suppose now I'm supposed to do the responisble thing and set up some kind of routine to revert the hammy-ing process? Start running? Bike more? Go back to doing Pilates on a regular basis? Meth?