Today I finally confronted one of my big reluctances....I measured my parts. I needed to know exactly how far it'll take that tape measure to get around my body...maybe I should have tied a couple of tape measures together?? Well, no, not quite, but still, it wasn't good. I was feeling pretty down after comparing today's measurements to my old ones. Ah well, one step at a time, right?
So, to cheer my self up, I decided to see if I could shop in my own closet. I took out every piece of clothing I own: from the closet, under the bed, in my dresser, boxed up, etc. and laid them in heaps upon the bed and floor. I took everything except the clothes I am already currently wearing on a day to day basis and tried them on piece by piece. From this, I separated them into piles: "It's gonna be a LONG time till I can wear this," "Oooh, ooh, I can almost wear this," "I think maybe I can wear this now (my favorite category)," "This is too big (huzzah)" and "Why do I even own this???". There were clothes everywhere, just everywhere, as if a clothing tornado had ripped through our bedroom and even down the hall.
The really exciting thing is that there were several things that I tried on that fit me again. It's so much more fun shopping in my own closet and finding things fitting because not only is it way cheaper, but I have an emotional attachment to the clothes and to fitting into them again. I pulled out three pairs of work pants, several shirts, and a skirt that I can wear now....how cool is that?! :) I also retired a couple of pairs of pants and several shirts. I may not see progress in my body or in its measurements, but at least my clothes are starting to fit again. Not to be pessimistic, but this time I boxed up my big clothes instead of giving them away--I don't ever want to fit into them again, but last time I got rid of them, I unfortunately ended up needing them again and was up a creek without a paddle. Hopefully though, with discipline, I'll never need them again.