Wednesday, January 09, 2013
They're a reminder to eat better.
Today I had a NSV more than 4 yrs in the making. When I first started to lose weight, I dropped jeans size on a fairly regular basis. When I was getting close to the next size I'd buy it when it went on sale.
I didn't anticipate being on a plateau for years.
Roughly 4 years ago I moved from Austin to Albany. I also moved a couple of pairs of jeans in the next size down, confident I'd soon be wearing them. Then I added a coup,e of pairs of jeggings from Old Navy that were too tight. And then I waited . . . and waited . . . and waited some more.
Every once in a while I'd try themon. And they were always too tight . . . like ican't breathe tight . . . until about a month ago one of the jeggings fit. Still pretty tight, but I could breathe. And soi took to wearing them around the house as a reminder of what I was working towards . . . and now they're getting comfy.
Today I decided to try on those Austin jeans . . . and I am wearing one pair as I type this. They're still a little too tight, but I can breathe.
I don't even have high hopes for tomorrow's WI (but am willing to be pleasantly surprised). But sometimes it's really not about the number.
So mbrace your too tight jeans - but please, not in public! They can motivate you. If I can slog thru years of trying to fit into these jeans, you can, too.