Week: 32
Pounds Lost: 51
…plus c’est la mème chose. I lost one pound last week. It was not a bad week; now that I’m within ten pounds of my final goal, the weight is coming off more slowly. But that’s okay. I don’t even feel like I’m trying to lose weight anymore. That’s why I say that the more things change, the more they stay the same. What once seemed like a diet, a program a lifestyle change, now just seems like…a lifestyle, I guess.
But there’s another aspect to the cliché for me. But first, a disclaimer:
Please be advised that the writer is now about to utter comments that may offend you. She may come off like a sanctimonious, skinny bitch who should be more grateful. She is very sorry if you feel offended by the following comments, but she’s going to say it anyway…
I am actually getting sick of my clothes getting too big. Yes, that’s right, the "ohmygosh! These pants are too big now!" is getting old. Sorry. It’s not that I don’t love the fact that I’m now a mere size 10 (I started out at 18) but I hate thinking of tossing the size 12 jeans, only to buy size 10 when I know I’ll have to trade them in for a size 8 in another month or so when I hit my goal weight. And that’s just jeans…there are a lot of other clothing items to consider, some more expensive than others. Take my ski gear, for example (I am, after all, on a ski trip this week). My old ski gear, size 16, was too tight last winter. I felt like I was going to faint from hypoxia when I bent over in my too-tight ski pants in order to buckle my boots. So this year I decided to splurge on a new suit. I was so excited to go ski jacket-shopping…I can’t tell you!
In the end, I panicked. I shelled out $300+ on a new jacket (acutally 50% off…I told you this stuff wasn’t cheap!) and I LUUUURRRVE it! I really do. But when I stood there in the store, with the matching pants on, and did the math on both price tags (a mere $225 for the pants) I panicked. I left the shop with nothing, and only the prodding of the Hubster sent me back in with credit card in hand to get the jacket. But now I soooo regret not getting the pants. Because mine are too big. And not just a little bit too big, but actually ridiculously big. So puffy I almost can’t do up my new jacket over them too big.
Hubby’s in the same boat. He actually got his pants gratis last season, in exchange for volunteering at the World Cup downhill ski races at Lake Louise (something he does every year). He ordered XL knowing they’d be too small…but what do you do when they only go as big as XL and you’re XXL (or bigger)? So he was actually looking forward to this year. He thought these beautiful Descente (a top-end skiwear brand) pants would fit perfectly! Ooops! He actually had to buy suspenders to hold the things up this season!
So now I’m back in the market for ski pants. I even went back to the place where I bought my jacket, looking for those size 12 matching pants, willing to pay the price…but they were gone. They only had two pairs left, a size 4 and 6. And no matter how optimistic I am about my final weight loss prospects, I don’t think my future as a 5’8" woman – at any weight – includes size 4 or 6 pants. So, until then, I’m keeping my eyes peeled for a good pair of ski pants in a size 10 or 12. To go with this killer jacket!
oh…i so have been there.
on the way down with each of my pregnancies. i wore anywhere from a size 6 all the way down to a size 0. but i didn’t want to buy too many pieces in each size, because i knew i’d be getting smaller. it was really frustrating because even though i was losing weight and was supposed to feel good about myself…i felt like crap because i always had NOTHING to wear!
congrats on the great weight loss kath.go ahead and buy yourself some new ski pants because after you lose the last 10 lbs.you will only have to buy because you want something not because you need too.