I haven't done a post in a week. Or almost a week. Or something like that. I don't even know what day it is. My schedule is all out of whack since Monday was a holiday
for most people but I had to work, minus the kids. Now all week I've been waking up thinking it's a different day, being confused and wishing I could just stay in bed instead of getting up to figure it all out. I'm like a child when it comes to my schedule/routine. Once you fuck with it, I'm done and I have to be reprogrammed.
I've also just been in a "blah" mood since the weekend. No particular rhyme or reason why. Just really not in the mood to deal with life. Or the idiots in my life. Or the drama queens. Or backstabbers. Or anyone else who crosses my path and decides to pull some crazy shit and think they will get away with it. Heyyyyy typing that all out kind of made me realize the "why's" behind my crappy mood! Thanks self.
Anywho, I'm not getting into any of those details because they aren't worth the effort my poor fingers would have to put forth. Let's just raise our glasses and toast to a better rest of the week, shall we? Just kidding, I'm not drinking. Yet.
I haven't posted about the weight loss journey in a while, so let me update you. Things are going along quite nicely. I haven't weighed myself in a couple of weeks because sometimes the scale just mortifies me and I already deal with enough bitches in my life, don't need to add another one. As far as I'm aware, I'm still down 16 pounds. That number bums me out because when I think about the big picture and the "goal" number I'm reaching for...it still seems so far away.
However, even though the number isn't reflecting my hard work, my clothes definitely are. Last week I decided to humor myself and go to Maurice's to try and find a new outfit. Out of habit, I grabbed things that were size XL and 13/14. I went to the dressing room, expecting to have a meltdown, but was pleasantly surprised when...everything was too BIG! Such a great feeling. For once I didn't mind having to get redressed to go out and get a different size. Because for once, that was a good thing.
I ended up with a new top in a MEDIUM and a new pair of capris in a 9/10. That also inspired to me to pull out some old clothes that I had boxed up in an angry fat girl fit and vowed to throw away because I thought I would never fit into them again. All of the pants I got out of there have fit so far and it's such an amazing feeling. T-shirts that I bought at the beginning of the school year in a large (that I had to stretch before I put them on in order to not feel so "stuffed" because I had refused to buy an XL), are now baggy on me. My fat girl pants are super loose. Hell even some of my shoes are getting big. I didn't even know your feet could get less fat. But apparently they can.
I'm not going to get ahead of myself and celebrate these little milestones too much because I do have a long way to go. But, I feel better, I look better, and knowing that it's only going to get better is huge motivation. I got my Garmin Forerunner 110 in the mail yesterday and if I can ever get it charged and all set up, I plan on going for a run
or my version of a jiggly jog and trying it out! If the stats aren't too terribly bad I'm sure I'll even post a pic of the watch screen onto IG like all the cool runner kids! Thanks to everyone who constantly sends motivation my way. You have no idea how much your sweet comments mean to me and push me to keep on keepin' on.
Shit just got real.
My first "ootd" attempt. Don't mind my child size hands.
FYI taking ootd pics is hard to do. I couldn't get a decent pic in my mirror in the bedroom, so I'm standing on the ledge of the bathtub in the pic on the left, praying I wouldn't fall and bust my ass or break something and get blood on my pretty new clothes.
Don't judge my poof.
I even wore cute shoes for Valentine's Day!
These babies haven't fit in two years. And yes Dad, I bought them like that. I know, for shame.
Found this cute necklace at Maurice's too!
Happy Hump Day!