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lesson learned

about a year ago i bought a pair of pants

nothing special. just my favourite brand of black jeans

they were my “goal” pants

i purposely bought them a couple sizes smaller than what i was

these pants were my motivation – my end goal

they hung in my closet patiently waiting for me to get in to them already

these pants barely made it past my thighs

they definitely didn’t get past my hips never mind actually buttoning up

this morning in my 5am just woke up haze – i went and grabbed a pair of pants for work – threw them on
and they felt a little snug

what?

no way my regular pants would feel so “form fitting”

and that is when i realized i grabbed the wrong pair

and there i was in my “goal” pants. buttoned and zippered up

they battled my thighs and won!!!

i was in awe

sure – they were tight. *ahem* perhaps painted on tight

but damn they fit!!!!!!!!

and so i went to work with a perma smile

i was in my goal pants!!!!!!!

but the more the day passed…the more uncomfortable i was

i felt like a piggy in a blanket

i felt bigger than i ever have in my whole life!!!!

i finally pulled out my white flag – and unbuttoned the pants – right there at my desk
and let my poor little sausage roll belly breathe

it’s not total defeat
i mean they got on. they were comfortable in the morning
where as i have never ever been able to get them past my hips

so that’s a fucking win

but

i learned a lesson today

just because something fits – doesn’t mean you should wear it

here’s to hoping that next year – i will have to give them away because they are just too big

in the mean time i will just hang out in my yoga pants

they never judge
and never ever make me feel like a sausage roll

cheers

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guilty pleasure

i love to dance

i mean love

but can i dance?

that would be a big fat no. this girl has no rhythm

(although i am queen of chair dancing)

you will never see me dancing in public, unless there is alcohol involved
because then – well – i am a total superstar

the fact that i can’t dance – does not mean i shouldn’t dance

and so i am doing some hip hop – in the comfort of my own home

sure, i may have kicked a dog or two so far

sure, i’ve almost peed my pants laughing at how ridiculous i must look

and yes – i’ve heard laughter coming from the peanut gallery when i am not alone

but

who cares???

it’s FUN!

i have learned that there is no point in doing something you hate

there is nothing worse than trying to talk yourself into a daily work out when you hate it

so why not do something you love?

and i love dancing!

it’s only day 2 and my body hurts from head to toe

so you can’t tell me it’s not doing anything for me

and the upside?

it’s in the comfort of my own home
so i can look the fool all i want

i don’t care

do what you love

love what you do

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