Thursday, June 14, 2012
This week I am working an eariler shift due to some testing that was supposed to occur. I REALLY like this schedule better, but have been denied it long term.
That said, I am getting up at my normal workout time to get showered and dressed for the drive.
I deceided after a week of jeans and sneaks workwear (I have a fairly relaxed office. ) that I wanted to be a bit more... together. I decided to pick out my outfit last night, thinking (correctly I must assure you) that this would help me get ready faster.
So after donning the chosen skirt and top, sliding on the tights and boots, I was ready to go.
I have gotten a few compliments, very nice, and then I caught myself in the mirror in the bathroom.
I. LOOK. FLAT.
Flat... tummy anyway. OMG I have NEVER had a flat tummy (still don't. I have some great high waisted tights... Thank you Spanx).
I am looking thinner. Seriously, noticably thinner.
And that alone kept me away from the free ice cream in the breakroom. Can't be ruining this progress.