I had a real non-scale victory during these last 7 days. When I went shopping with Jeff over the weekend, most of the shirts I found were size 2X, as opposed to my old 3X. One shirt was so cute that I couldn’t pass it up when they didn’t have it in 2X, but still, I’ve obviously gone down enough on top that I finally have lost a size! And this morning, I couldn’t find my work pants. When I bought them, I got 2 pairs of the same pants, so that, basically, they will last twice as long if I rotate them out and the legs will go further before wearing out between my thighs. That is one of the main reasons I bought 2 of the same pair of pants. It’s sad that I could see that before but still didn’t change myself. Anyways, this morning, I was crawling around our closet to find something to wear, and came upon a pair of pants, that I don’t think I’ve worn in 4 or 5 years. I remember wearing them when I was 21, but I’m not sure of the later years. They’re a size 22, and I was so sure they wouldn’t fit, as I was pulling them up. But they got over my butt and zipped up, and are only the tiniest bit tight! I couldn’t believe it!
Size-wise, I weighed a lot less when I was 21 years old, but that’s when I hit size 22. When I was in 24, and was this close to a 26, I put my foot down, and now here I am, finally a size 22 and 2X. I am so excited!
I did really good tracking yesterday and tracked everything I ate, even though there were some things I shouldn’t have. They’re written down, and duly noted. I think the problem was that the2 things I ate and shouldn’t have were simply in the house. I wasn’t hungry, and was even just putting stuff away in the fridge and my gaze landed on them. Sigh, it will get better. I made my smoothie again this morning, and packed my lunch. I will do better! I am determined!
The Power of a Number
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