I went shopping yesterday for new clothes. Christopher & Banks has everything 40% off. My size 12 pants from there were dragging the ground b/c they were hanging off my waist. I fit in the size 10s just fine and I can wear them until I'm down another 8-10 pounds, which will probably be through winter. I've been a medium on top for a while now.
I am trying not to make a big deal out of the smaller size, as I wrote about last week. The styles are simple & age appropriate. I'm not walking around thinking "woohoo! size 10s!" I'm not doing a style show for my husband (although I did show him how my pants were falling off me and he said to go buy new pants).
It's been almost 2 years since I've been able to wear size 10s.
I'm on day 14 of abstinence.
I decided yesterday that I am going to do the Princess Half Marathon at Disney next February. We have enough reward miles for a free Delta ticket. 3 other girls are going again, and I need a race to train for so I will make myself run. It just hasn't been happening. A goal is what I need to make myself move.
Had an interesting weekend. I was feeling slightly manic. Had a ton of energy--cleaned out Sophie's room and the front room. This involved several bags of trash & stuff for goodwill, and moving furniture. I also had to sort through years of pictures and school memorabilia on the desk in the front room. All in all, I spent about 10 hours over Saturday & Sunday working on two rooms.
I also stayed up Saturday night until 2:30 am watching Sons of Anarchy on Netflix.
Monday was the crash. I was exhausted & felt back to normal/slightly down. I also was fighting off a virus Mark & Luke both had (headache, body ache, chills). Tuesday was blah too. I'm more normal today.
I found it interesting that the (slightly) manic thing has started again. Maybe we need to adjust the lamictal, not sure. I like feeling UP, though, in a way, because I feel so good when it happens. I understand why some bipolar sufferers don't want to take meds. The manic phase that they go through is much greater than what I feel. Mine isn't out of control, I don't go on spending sprees or do stupid stuff. But I can definitely feel the difference.
It's National Love Your Body day. I have a hard time loving my saddlebags, but the rest of me I'm (mostly) OK with.
I've written before that if I didn't have saddlebags, I'd probably not care about losing weight. They are what motivate me to lose weight so I will look proportionate. There are several actresses who are tiny who have saddlebags--their backsides are small & not misshapen (like mine are with all the the extra fat), but they are distinctly pear shaped. When I was at my smallest, I still hated my backside. I hope this time when I lose my extra weight that I can embrace my behind and not be so obsessed over it.
No matter what I weigh, I will likely always wear Assets/Spanx with dress pants and dresses. They squish in the bumpy parts so I look curvy and not misshapen. God bless Sara Blakely for inventing those things.