First the accountability.
Non-exercise weekend. Calorie overindulgences, you know the typical issue I have when I spent the weekend with my boyfriend.
A positive note there though, I actually read him most of my last blog post. We had a conversation about all the health stuff. He had lost 50 pounds via the depression method after his divorce but since I started dating him has regained 30. Fast. We agree that we need to be a little more mindful of how we eat together. This weekend alone included Pizza, Wings, Bacon, Curly Fries, Cookies, Chips, beer, chocolate, hot dogs and kielbasa....shudder.
Some of this has been do to a very busy weekend schedule that revolves around him the Hockey annoucer for the local University, we often miss normal meal times and grab fast food while out and about. We have both agreed (as we sat in Arby's eating curly fries) that we could plan better.
So now for the awesomeness!
We went to the local Goodwill to look for a few things and I decided to try on several pairs of slacks. (They are my biggest wardrobe deficiency)
Most of my 14's have been getting to loose.
I grabbed 9 pairs of size 12's and tried them all on.
5 were too tight.
2 were snug but wearable.
2 were comfy (1 had a bad stain so I did not buy them)
So the way I figure it is that an average 12 is still a little too small, but if the cut is right I can wear it!
In the end I walked away with 3 pairs of size 12 slacks. (and for less $ than one pair usually costs)
REALLY, I need to make time for that closet purge now.
I was really very happy about this. The scale has not moved really for MONTHS. I thought I had noticed changes (see blog "I Touch Myself"). I also thought that maybe I was just deluding myself so that I did not have to feel bad about my lack of progress. Yet I know that just a few months ago, at this same weight, I was still wearing 14's with only a little spare wiggle room.
Okay, yeah, but let's face it, none of us trust the clothing industry's idea of sizing. The standards range from inconsistent to outright Capricious. Maybe the black 14's I thought were a good fit 4 months ago have merely stretched out.
Why is it so hard to believe success if it is not matched by the reports of the "little bastard on the bathroom floor"?
Really though, too much evidence, My shape IS, however slowly, changing for the better.
Last night two things happened.
My best friend (JAHINTZY) and my sister’s best friend were both over. Monday is my workout/dinner night with JAHINTZY.
As we were chatting and I was changing into my workout clothes, she made a remark about how my stomach has gotten flatter. I still have a ways to go, and said as much, but she pointed out that the "shelf" was not pronounced any more. (I think that was the word she used, but we all know what she meant) This would make the smaller pants make more sense.
Post workout I was standing in the living room with all of them and were chatting about the type of Sports Bra I was wearing. Generously endowed women everywhere know how important that particular topic is. My sister's friend was continuing to look at me, and I joking asked if she was still checking out my bra and she said, "No, your body, you are looking good Sissy!" (that's what my little sister calls me and her friends have picked up on it)
It must be real. Size 12's and two unrelated comments in the same night.
It show's me that what I am doing is having an effect. It also reminds me that I want to keep (or get back at doing it) Last week I kind of slacked off on the toning videos but I really credit them with the recent progress.
I meant to do the 15 core video last night, but time got away from me, I still got in a few crunches before my shower.
I will do that video tonight! Talk about feeling motivated!