I had a major success today. I wish (but not really) that there were other people to witness this success with me. Last summer I bought a pair of dressy capris. They are fabulous for my unairconditioned office in the summer. When I got out my clothes for the summer this past month, I realized that I had a major problem. I didn't fit into any of my clothes. Okay, well that's a lie. I didn't fit into most of the clothes. These capris just layed on the floor. I didn't hang them up because what's the use of hanging up pants, then trying to put them on, and then just having to hang them back up because they don't fit yet. The confession is that I hadn't even tried them on to see if they fit. If my shirts were too tight, then most assuredly my pants would be as well.
I don't know what possessed me this morning. I guess all my coughing, sneezing, and irritability got to my head and I guess I figured that if nothing else was going right then I might as well try on my pants. I was ready to struggle and have that moment. You know the moment. The moment when you actually get them zipped, but you look at yourself and wonder if anyone else will notice that the button is stretched to its limit and your muffin top looks like it is from Perkins.
But that didn't happen to me. I put the pants on and they slid effortlessly over my hips and I didn't even have to grunt and lay down on the bed to put them on. My mouth dropped and I have to admit to you...I teared up a little. It was an emotional moment for me and my pants. These poor beautiful pants have just been kicked around on the floor when I could have been wearing them around. I could be miss negative and think that they probably fit before I started running and doing crunches, but I like to think that this not eating thing because of being sick and all exercise I've been attempting has everything to do with it.
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