Keep calm and type...
Sunday, January 12, 2014
Talk about a smack in the face. You can look at photos. You can rely on memories. But, when you have a tangible reminder of how far you have let yourself go, there's no denying it.
Rewind 5 1/2 years... May 24th, 2008. I had just went on break at my job and headed out the door to meet this guy that a (then friend) had told me about. She and her then boyfriend had brought him up to my work to introduce us. I was nervous, smoking cig after cig (which I JUST kicked the habit :) and could hardly look at him because he was so cute - which made him think I didn't like him (yeah, sure ;) ). The reason I had texted & asked if he wanted to meet that night was because I was feeling really good. My baby boy was less than three months away from turning 2 and I only had 15 pounds of the baby weight left. I had squeezed into a size 9 pair of my jeans and it felt AWESOME!
Fast forward to today (15 minutes ago, to be exact!)... those jeans are hanging on my closet door as a reminder. After all the clothes I've purged over the years, I've held on to that pair. I had fallen in love and gotten lazy. Yes, I gained some weight. 5 1/2 years, ups and downs, and a baby later... well, my body isn't what it used to be. :P I thought that maybe I'd try them on to gauge how far I had to go. Maybe even take a picture to document my journey. My goal is to fit back into those "night we met jeans". OH SNAP!!! (I'm being nice as to what I yelled).
Those jeans will not even go up over my hips. To be exact, the tops of them will barely touch the bottom line of my underwear on the sides of my hips.!!!! :( I could cry!!!!
It's so bad I won't even post a pic. I am 35 pounds over where I was when I last wore them. :(
I vow this is war!!! My goal is to get back to that by May 24th of this year. Our 6 year Anniversary. We're planning to get married.
I'm trying to not freak. Just type. And breathe. And type...