The journey from fat to fit. Road trip, woo hoo!

I threw on a sun dress to go to dinner with DH tonight.  It’s a size L slip-style dress, nothing fancy, bought at Target two summers ago and never before worn.  I bought it without trying it on because it looked loose and roomy, and when I got it home it was too tight and looked horrible and made me sad, so I threw it in the back of the closet and it’s been there literally since 2006.

I found it recently, and put it on, and it fit, and it’s kind of cute even.  Nothing fancy, nothing skimpy, just light and summery and normal, just a normal little dress that looks cute.  Go figure.

Anyway …. I threw it on and went to dinner and it got me thinking about the hours, literally hours, that I have spent inside of my walk in closet putting things on and taking them off.  Trying to make sure that shirts were long enough to cover my protruding stomach when I had on certain pants.  Eventually, it was all of my pants, and none of the shirts did the trick.

Tonight I grabbed the dress, pulled it over my head, put on sandals and left.  It felt so good.  It got me thinking about a few of the other things I’ve done lately that I could not do before my weight loss.  And don’t get me wrong, I am not done by any means, but maybe putting this in writing will keep me from polishing off any more canisters of doritos or boxes of snowcaps, because I feel good and I want to keep going and I don’t want to slip back to where I was.

So… a few things I can do now that I couldn’t do 30 pounds ago…

Get dressed quickly, not having to deliberate ad nauseum every outfit.  I can literally “throw something on” and feel OK about it.

Go out without makeup.  Don’t ask me why this is fat related, but it is.

Try out bicycles at the store, and not feel like people will point and stare.

Walk into Jenny Craig every week and not feel self-conscious, looking around, wondering if every passerby is thinking “It’s about time you got your fat ass in there.”

Go for a jog, in public.

Take my daughter to the public pool, in a swimsuit.

Wear shorts, in public.

Sleep in a tank top and underwear (though they are boy short-style).

Order dessert at a restaurant and eat it and not care if people see me eating dessert.

Hop on the gym scale and not try to discretely hide the numbers from anyone that might pass by.