Hey, I’m finally at the point where I only have to lose half my body weight! Actually, that happened last week, I just didn’t notice until today.
I lost 2 pounds this week, which was about what I expected. I am starting to swim in my clothes, so I ransacked my closet this week and sorted through all my old garments. There was even a box I’d labeled “skinny clothes.” I suppose every fat girl has a hope of being thin again. I pulled out a couple tops that fit me again and I can even fit into some old pants standing up. Sitting down, er, we’ll have to wait for another 10 pounds or so before I start sitting down in them.
Putting on old clothes has made me feel very sexy cool. New clothes actually make me feel powerful. I think I’m beginning to understand some of my clothes freak friends. It’s a fantastic feeling to think you look fantastic.