There has always been some trepidation - for me, anyway - when I take jeans out of the dryer. Will they fit? Did they shrink too much? Or worse, did I gain? Then there is that awkward moment where I try to squeeze into them, and just pray that I can get them zipped. Even though it has been years since I've worn jeans - the fear was there this morning. I'm happy to report, however, that today, it was totally unfounded. They went up right over my hips - buttoned easily - and then I tried to zip them. Well - there was a LITTLE trouble zipping them, but not because they were too tight. The zipper pull got stuck in the down position under the flap material, and I had trouble getting it out. But when I finally did (without breaking a nail, I might add) they zipped up easily - and I didn't even have to suck in my breath. What a welcome and exciting relief from my fear.
This morning, I have officially lost 152.4 pounds from my biggest, 101.4 since I started tracking two weeks before surgery, and 92.6 since the day of surgery. My dad says that I have lost what he weighed as a football player in highschool. He thinks that is pretty cool. So do I, for that matter.
I will be cleaning out my closet again this weekend. I must confess that I kept some of my very favorite tops, even though they were big. But a funny thing has happened. They aren't my favorites anymore. I still like the colors and the styles, but they just don't look good on me anymore. I have some friends who have given me/will be giving me some clothes that no longer fit them (because they, too, have lost weight - YEA!) - and I need the room. From here on out - I promise to keep only those things that FIT and look good on me NOW.
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