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