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

I went shopping to pick up some shorts for my mini-vacay (click here to read all about it!) and bought three pairs of size 14 shorts and four pairs of size 14 pants.  Yeah, baby, you read that right, 14.  I started my journey when my 18s were getting too tight.  No lie.  I was able to squeeze into a 14 a while back, but it was a fluke because the one 14 that fit me was the ONLY one.  My last shopping trip was to pick up new pants for work when my 18s were way too baggy and I could fit into 14s, but they felt snug, so I bought 16s.  Now the 16s are way too baggy and the 14s are just right!  And not just one fluke pair but all of them.

And here’s the best part (wait for it) (wait for it) (wait for it)… I tried on a pair of size 12 shorts that actually fit!  They fit but were a little too pully across the lower belly.  But they fit perfectly, though, in the waist and actually the 14s are loose in the waist, but good across the hips and belly.  I think I’ll always have that problem because this stuffed-kangaroo-pouch of a belly ain’t going nowhere that I can tell.  Just getting a little less stuffed and more free-swinging flabby.  Quite gross.  TMI, I know.

You might be wondering how I can find time to post on my blogs when I have so much work to do that I can’t workout today?  Hmmmm, good question.  Only answer I can come up with is that’s just the way I roll. 

Time for dinner, then more proofreading, then maybe a bike ride with DD9 to at least burn a calorie or two.  Good news is, I have not eaten anything junky all day today.  Not a chip, cookie or candy, not a one.  Hey wait, I stopped eating crap and now I can fit in a 14…. there might be some connection there?  Maybe?