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(Kaylia Metcalfe)


This morning I put on a pair of pants. 
Not just any pair of pants, a pair of pants that are a size 6. 

This is a big deal. 

See, a while ago, I stopped wearing dress pants to work. I had a job that didn't need dress pants... I wore leggings or skirts or dresses and sometimes jeans. 
I was also gaining weight, even if I didn't' notice it. 

Back in February I had a short lived temp job and I went to put on my dress pants only to find, to my dismay, that they no longer fit. 
My 6s didn't fit. 8s didn't fit. I was back up to size 10. 
I was 159 pounds, a size 10, and unhappy about both. 

Okay, I told myself, You were 160 pounds at one point, you lost 35 pounds.... you just... you just sort of lost focus and crept back up there. 

I was confident that since I had lost weight in the past, I could do it again. 
I was wrong. 

See, last time I relied on a lack of meat, a lack of any decent food really due to a lack of funds, to help me drop the pounds. I had a diet of mainly peanut butter, yogurt, and booze. I walked 3 miles a day as part of my commute. I went dancing fairly frequently. I would buy a pizza on Friday night (and a six pack of beer) and make them both last all weekend. there was no need for silverware in my house, I didn't eat much and what I ate could be accomplished with my hands and the occasional butter knife. 

I was also stressed, unhappy, broke, and going through a divorce. 

And I lost weight. 
35 pounds in about a year. 

This time around I thought I would do it the healthy way. 
I cut calories. I ate healthy, I drank more water. I worked out. 

I lost... 4 pounds. 

I redoubled my efforts; I did sit ups every day. I had smaller portions, I started using SlimFast for breakfast, nuts and fruit and granola for lunch. I got rid of the Cookie Budget. 

The scale still says 155. 

Apparently my body likes this weight. 

As the weather started to turn cooler, I started to worry. I have a job... at least for right now... that needs dress pants. I don't know how long the job will last and I don't have the money to go buy more cloths. 

On a whim this morning, I decided to try on my size 6 pants... just to see how "not fitting' they were. 

To my shock, to my joy, they fit! 

So... the scale might say 155.8 this morning. 

But my butt is in a size 6. 
They might be a bit snug. 

But they fit. 

And that, I can live with! 

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