Today was the second rest day. Tomorrow is Weigh Day. And, to be honest, I’m not too thrilled to see what number’s gonna pop up. Like I said, I had a few weak days this last past week and while one weak day may not have much of an effect, weak days might. (It seems very unfair that it can take up to two weeks and longer to lose a few pounds but only a few days to gain it all back.) I’m hoping for a number that I can work with. I finally have my head in the game again and am seriously working out my will power as well to avoid tempting foods. (For instance, when I got into work today, there was a nice arrangement of suckers, licorice, glazed donuts, fruit gummies, and biscuits and gravy. Plenty of everything left. Thinking that I could eat one of the lower calorie foods, I looked on the side of the fruit juice gummy box for calorie information: 80 calories per bag. “Hmm, not bad…” Then, I picked up a bag and it probably had about ten pieces in it. NOT WORTH IT!! I let out a small sigh and walked away. I know that it won’t help me a bit so I will not be eating it.)
I posted a status about the goody table and not even minutes later, my husband called me at work and asked if I could bring some biscuits and gravy home. L Will I never get away from the bad stuff!! Lol.
If you haven’t read any of my earlier blogs, you can probably tell that eating right and exercising is purely mental. When it comes to exercise, your body is being told what to do by your mind. (Unless, as stated yesterday, your body simply cannot do something.) You make up your mind to exercise, you mentally push yourself to do more than you think you can, you decide what types of exercise to do; it’s all mental. Much the same, you decide what you are going to eat, what you are going to stock your cabinets and fridge with, how you are going to prepare it, etc. Once people decide to take control of their mind, they can do just about anything. It’s tough work sometimes but if you want to be successful, it’s something that absolutely has to be done.
Onto something new. I tried my wedding dress on for the first time since the wedding (March 2011). Technically, this would be the second time I’ve actually worn it. It is a very pretty strapless dress with five rhinestone flowers that hold a small bunch of ruffles just underneath the bust. (I’m not very good at describing it and I’m pretty sure “ruffles” is not the word. I’ll attach a picture.) It was the first one I tried on and one that I fell in love with. The back is held together with a long, thin piece of white fabric that “shoelaces” into a corset. So, the top part of the dress can be tightened and loosened depending on the size of everything above the waist. Seeing pictures now of what it looked like on me then makes me want to hide in some dark hole. It almost looks like my back is spilling out of the dress. (It had to be tightened a little more than normal because the front part would have been a little too revealing if it wasn’t tight enough.) My face also looks like I had stuffed cotton balls underneath my skin: I was a very chubby bride.
Anyway, I got my wedding dress out today and had to put the long, thin piece of fabric back into the back part of the dress. I put it as tight as it would go. The zipper was still zipped, so I slid it over my head, tugged at it in a few places to get the waist part past a certain area and it fell the rest of the way. I tried to take some pictures but it didn’t work too well. (For one, the dress didn’t have as much up top to hold onto so it was slipping down and I kept tripping over it. For two, my camera was low on battery power so I had to use my phone. And, the only way you can take a picture is on the front part of the screen. So, it’s really hard to take decent pictures. For three, when I did take some pictures I had to take them overhead and that was way too revealing for Facebook or a public blog. I also tried to hold the dress tighter and take a picture but that was to no avail as well. I got a little frustrated, took it off and hung it up for another try on. PJ can be the photographer next time.) All areas had gotten smaller but the ones I noticed the most were my collar bones, (before, they were covered in a layer of chub; now, you can actually see them distinctly) my back (it was no longer pouring out of the dress and it actually looked a little toned; I don’t see my back often so it was a huge surprise) and my stomach (in pictures, it looks like our wedding could have been a shotgun wedding. My tummy was very evident and it looks like I could have been about 4 or 5 months along if there was actually something there. It was impossible though, I was just fat.)
If you are starting a weight loss regimen, I encourage you to keep a piece of clothing that you can try on in a few weeks or months. It will amaze you! If you are currently losing weight, find something that you know used to be too tight or just right and try it on. This helps motivate you even more. I have a cute story about this.
In this case, my size 20 stretchy jeans that I had been wearing for quite a while were getting too big. I always had to borrow my husband’s belt (yes, he only has one) to get them to stay on and it was becoming a hassle because they had gotten to the point where they were all bunched in the front and it was simply unattractive. A friend of mine from church asked if I needed some jeans seeing the condition of my current ones and I said “yes.” The next week she gave me a size 14 pair of stretchy jeans and a size 14 pair of non-stretchy jeans. I was confident that the stretchy ones would probably fit. I was very hesitant though to try the non-stretchy ones on. In fact, I waited several days to try them on because I didn’t want to be disappointed if they did not fit. So, there they sat on my nightstand until I decided to put them on. (Backstory: I haven’t worn non-stretchy pants since middle school because I could never find the right size and if I ever did buy pants that didn’t have any stretch too them, they’d be several sizes too big so people would think I was thinner than I actually was. Lol.)
One morning, I opened my eyes, looked down at the nightstand and decided to hop out of bed to try these pants on. Nervous and trying to mentally prepare myself if they didn’t fit, I put one leg in, then the other and pulled them up. I looked down at the button and hoped for the best as I pulled the two sides toward each other to connect them. THEY FIT!!!! I didn’t have to suck it in or anything. THEY FIT!! I was so excited that I started hopping around the room doing my little victory dance as I hopped near the bathroom door where my husband was. With a big smile on my face, I told him that a size 14 non-stretch pair of jeans fit me! I don’t even know if I’d ever fit into a size 14 ever before.
Now, I like to browse through Facebook and find pictures of the fat me with clothes that I still own. I put the same clothes on and take a picture and then compare them. It’s a wonderful feeling and a true reflection of how far you’ve come when you decide to get your mind right. You should try it!!
Signing Out,
It's Possible!!
It's Possible!!
You're doing awesome and I love that you're sharing your journey with the world!
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