Monday, November 26, 2012
I used to have a really bad habit. I would buy clothes that are too small for me. For the past twelve years or so, my weight has fluctuated within a range of about 20 pounds. There have been a couple of times when my weight briefly went up higher than that, but for the most part it's been within those 20 pounds. That means that I have a stockpile of clothes (we're talking about sixty or so articles of clothing) in various sizes from the times when I've been at either end of that range.
I have a love/hate relationship with clothes shopping. For years I've been a size 14 at shops like Old Navy but I've had a really hard time finding things that fit in other boutique style stores. I tried plus size shops but everything was just a little too big for me. I was hovering in a place between regular size and plus size. The result of this is that I would buy things that were too tight and tell myself that it would fit perfectly if I could just lose 5 or 10 pounds. I have also bought things based on the size on the label without even trying them on. They went straight into storage with the tags still attached.
That pile of clothes has been growing over the years. I ignored it when I was heavier and I obsessed over it when I started to lose weight. I am now at my lowest weight in eight years. Almost everything in my "too small" stockpile now fits! Some of it is even getting too loose! Luckily I'm not a trendy person, so just about everything is still stylish enough to wear in public too!
The thing that has surprised me the most is that the clothes that I thought would fit after a 5 or 10 pound loss did not fit properly until I lost 20 to 25 pounds. Another surprising thing is the huge range of sizes that fit me. I can wear a size 10 from Old Navy now, but some of my size 13 clothes are still a bit tight. I have tops that range in size from medium to extra large. They all fit properly. I think I have finally realized that the size on the tag is just a rough guide and I need to stop getting hung up on it. I am tempted to go shopping now, but I'm doing my best to convince myself that I need to stop guessing what size I'll be when I reach my goal weight. Perhaps it's time to get my husband to hide my credit card!