It's been another week, and it's been a mixed bag of emotions. I have had some awesome moments and some down ones too.
The awesome-- I needed to buy more clothes again because I just couldn't pull off my baggy work pants any more. I grabbed 6 pairs to try on. I always grab multiple sizes because I usually think the smaller size will fit and it doesn't. I grabbed two size 12s, three size 10s, and one size 8, because it was on a crazy sale.
I got into the dressing room and decided to try on the size 8 first, and just get it out of the way. I knew it wouldn't fit, but I thought it might be close enough that I could buy it at the sale price and have it for when I lost more weight. As I pulled them up to my hips I scrunched my face in confusion as I didn't need to wiggle to pass the barrier. Then, as I fastened the button, raised the zipper, and closed the claps (work trousers are serious business) I couldn't believe they fit. A SIZE 8! What the hell? I gladly returned the untouched 10s and 12s to the rack and grabbed another size 8 in a different brand to make sure this wasn't a fluke. It fit too!
This was a great milestone, but the week wasn't all smiles. I didn't get in a single workout. No run, nothing. I just couldn't find a time in my schedule with working a surprise 7 days straight at my work and a tough time catching up on my sleep. I did manage to get more steps than I have in a while though.