You take the good, you take the bad, you take them both and there you have the facts of life. The facts of life! I've had this song stuck in my head since yesterday. I've been humming it at the office and then I don't remember if it went away or not but Mindy wrote 'facts of life' (not in reference to the tv show though) on her blog and that darn song is back full force!!
Some days it's really really REALLY hard to stay motivated to lose weight and get fit. Right now, all I want is a nice big non-measured, non-calculated plate of shepperd's pie. Mmm. That would be SO good. But I know by now that even a 1 cup serving of shepperd's pie makes me bloat like 10lbs. I'm not kidding. Potatoes are like my nemesis. But they're sooo good. Cream corn the same thing. GAH why must everything good in life be fattening or illegal?
The day started really great when I stepped on the scale and saw that I had finally got past that darn 270! This morning I was 268, bringing me to a total of -79.6. I felt really cute this morning with my new top. I'm all set for tops for fall/winter. But my pants are falling off me. Even my shoes are big. Well. They have a pant sale at Pennington's till Saturday. I went over there on my lunch hour, and NOTHING fit right. nothing. Not even sale price worthy. My size 22 pants that I have on are literally falling off me. I tried 3-4 pairs of size 22 pants and they were too tight. WTH!! Then I tried on a pair of size 24, and it was really way too big. way way like bigger than that pants I'm wearing right now. I had to pull them up to my boobs. Then I tried a pair of size 20 in non-petites (because the petites come in just the right lenght for me), and they fit better than the size 22 petites. But still not enough to buy them. I always have problems finding nice dress pants that don't make me look like I'm 40. UGH!
So... what the fuck ever man. I've been starving and eating yucky food for almost a year and I've lost almost 80lbs and I force myself to do some painful exercise and I still haven't gone down a pant size ? What the fuck is up with that? When I got measured for new compression socks last month, she said that my ankle & calf measurements haven't really changed either. So where am I losing weight exactly? Besides my fingers because I can't wear my wedding rings anymore. Am I only losing in the boobs and between my toes and behind my ears? between my ears maybe...
Was it just Murphy's law that I didn't find a single pair of pants because there was a pant sale? I guess the store manager DID come talk to me and raved about my weight loss and how much it showed in my face etc. I mean.. I don't even care about the stupid number on the tag. I just want 3 nice pairs of dress pants that fit around the middle AND that doesn't sag down to my knees. A black pair, a brown pair, and a grey pair. Is that too much to ask, universe? Pant Gods? anyone ? Maybe I should be praying to the sewing machine Gods instead so that my sewing machine which I don't know how to use whatsoever takes it upon itself to take my pants in magically.
Does anyone else have a way harder time finding dress pants that fit vs casual pants and jeans ?