Wednesday, April 16, 2014
I had no clue I was getting fat again. Well, no, I KNEW I was gaining a few pounds when my inventory of Spanx increased from two pair of control top undies to a spandex wardrobe of tanks, body shapers and bras. It wasn't until my jawline got soft and I got cellulite on my upper arm, did I realize that I was disillusioned.
The beauty of Spanx and other control garments is that they are a master at compressing loose skin. That is why I initially bout them. I was loosing weight pretty rapidly and my stomach was like a soggy rag. I needed to get that under control, and it really did help. The problem with it is that if you wear it enough, you ignore what is really going on with your physique. I BELIEVED that my body WAS the way it looked in the mirror. And as soon as I took of my control top it was like popping open a can of Pillsbury Grand Biscuits!
Now I realize that all that compression wear just allowed me to eat without repercussions. It led me to believe that my body was something it is not. Will I stop wearing it? No. I am wearing it now, but I took it off long enough to realize I needed to snap to it!