So you know that movie, where the girl and the guy hook up and then the next day she doesn’t have anything to wear so she shrugs into the guy’s shirt and it’s SWIMMING on her? You know the one I mean right?
The one where the petite and gorgeous girl is half the size of the man she has hooked up with?
You never see the one where the girl can’t put on the guy’s shirt the next morning because IT’S TOO SMALL!
Well that’s how it’s pretty much always been for me. I’m a bigger girl and my husband is in the small to mediums in clothing.
And I’m ok with that, I honestly am. But this week something happened that made me feel good.
I was running out to put my son on the bus and I didn’t see my coat and I picked up something off the banister and realized that I could put on and do up my husband’s size medium Old Navy hoodie. It’s not the most flattering thing in the world, but PEOPLE, I didn’t just put it on, I did it up! Do any of you know what I’m talking about here?
It feels good to be shrinking. Non scale victories jump out lately because I haven’t had the energy to make the scale go down.
I wish I could say I worked my ass off the last two weeks, but I haven’t. I got to meet Annie and Jennifer for the first time this week and Jennifer tells me I get to play the I have three kids under five card, so I will ;) I did go to a wicked hard class at the gym last week, one that I plan to try again. I’ve also been upping my water intake a lot and am hoping that will start to make a difference. I need to get on plan sometime soon – I hope you’ll all indulge me awhile longer as I take things at a slow slow pace.
Tale from the Scale
I’ve maintained. I wish saying ‘at least I haven’t gained’ didn’t sound quite as lame as it does, but there you have it. Better luck next post!
Someone challenge me to something (not too unattainable) – maybe it’ll kick me into gear!