I haven't updated in two weeks. There has been a reason for that. I haven't budged. I haven't been perfect but I've done OK and yet not even a pound. I've been sort of frustrated with it and instead of coming on here and writing a Why Me? post, I've just stayed away until I had happier news.
Last night I sort of had an AHA moment. My closet is full of clothes of all different sizes. I really could be a retail store. As I've been losing weight, I've been getting rid of all the big clothes. So the clothes are slowly dwindling. The current pair of jeans I am wearing are a Levi size 17 (damn sizing, my last pair were 16's!). I tried them on multiple times around Christmas/New Years and I could wear them but have some serious muffin tops. After I slimmed out of my other ones, I HAD to wear these Levi's or be stuck in jogging pants every day. I realized lately that these muffin top jeans are now too loose. I need a belt every day. They sit beautifully on my hips. The legs are baggy. Whoa. All this and I've only lost 4 pounds since before Christmas. So I decide to try on some pants that are a size 14 in my closet. A pair of black GAP cords that I plumped out of after about 3 wears. I did try them on about 2 months ago and the zipper had about an inch before it could close. And what do you suppose????
I could do them up!!!!!!
They definitely aren't looking pretty on me but that is besides the point. They actually did up. A size 14!!!!
The moral of my whole post is - getting fit isn't always about the scale. I've obviously lost some inches. These past 2 weeks I've been feeling sorry for myself and here I was changing my body shape without even realizing it! I've learned (although I've always preached to others in the past) that the scale isn't everything - it's about how I'm feeling and how my clothes are feeling. I think I was floating last night after I did up those pants. Those are the moments I need to remember when that scale isn't moving.