Some may or may not know but I'm a military spouse. There are many experiences we get to have in this lifestyle - some welcomed and desired and some are not. Nevertheless, they are all experiences that prove one is associated with the military. With that being said, my sailor and I have had our own set of experiences that has made this ride very interesting to say the least. However, one of the events we would like to take part in, the Navy Ball, is something in which we've not participated. My husband has had his reasons for not participating - everything from having to work on that day to not buying the tickets in time. While that's a necessary component to me getting to the Navy Ball, I had my own reasons for not going.
It wasn't that I lacked a desire to dress up and attend the event. It was more like I was embarrassed by the way I would look; after all, I'm not the typical-sized military spouse. I always felt I was built funny, shaped way different and have been destined to just wear pants and mu-mus. It took me losing the weight the first time and having a daughter to get me to see that I can do things that I've never done before. That's right...I've NEVER formally dressed up before. Even for our wedding almost 10 years ago, I was in an all-black dress with a pin-striped coat. Basically put, I matched my husband, who virtually wore the same thing but as a pants suit. It didn't dawn on me until very recently how much I wanted to attend a formal event and look great doing it. I no longer have an excuse, even if I'm not as fit as I would like to be when I attend it. Besides, it's time to shed the whole tomboy look and attitude and become the sexy woman that I know I can be on the arms of my handsome husband.
With that being said, the dress above is my goal. To achieve this, I must have a direct and renewed commitment to doing what it takes to get it done. I've got to change these bat smackers (what I call my upper arms due to their fatty shapes) into guns of steel. Ok, as close to guns of steel they can get in about 2 months. Since I would like to wear a size 16 instead of the 20 I'd have to buy if we were going next week, I've got to lose about 4 inches off the waist. I can do that. It will take work. It will take dedication. It will take planning. It will take perseverance. It will take me doing what I've never done before because after all, it will only cause frustration, craziness and anger to do what I've always done and expect different results. So I'm doing things differently so I can have a different experience.
I'm going in hard. Harder than I've ever done before and I'm going in challenging myself. It's not going to be pretty but when one works for what they want, it's never pretty. It's blood, sweat, and tears along with blisters, corns, aches and pains. It's putting in work whether nutritionally or physically or mentally or spiritually even when one rather rest. It's doing what it takes despite the people around doing something different. It's covering all the bases necessary to ensure one attains the goal that has been set forth for them. It's all about taking care of oneself despite the obstacles of time, amount of space and whether or not someone can watch my daughter. If I want this as bad as I say I do, there can not be any excuses - allowed or accepted. I've got to do what it takes, even if what it takes leaves me sweaty, stinky and less than cute. Time to get dirty, sweaty, and stanky! LOL!
Got to do this now so that when walk arm and arm with my husband in the dress above, I can feel beautiful, sexy and someone my husband can physically be proud of (even if he's always been proud of me) showing off to his colleagues. Not to mention, being healthier internally is always a great bonus! So hopefully, the next time I post a picture of this dress, it will be with me in it at a smaller size and as hot as I imagine myself to be in this dress.
Until next time, we've got to stay motivated! I'm going to do it and YOU CAN DO IT TOO!!