Not much to say except I'm into my size 22 jeans. Yeahooo baby. I've got two pairs of 20s also sitting in the closet to motivate me, and a pair of 14s from 1987. I wore those jeans on my first vacation with my girlfriends to Bermuda. I have a photo of me in those jeans and I look so cute.
Right now I feel like if I could just get to the point where I could pull those jeans up my legs, I would feel such a sense of accomplishment. Someday. I remember weighing 160 lbs back then, I remember feeling so fat too. Now look, that's my goal. I'll reassess when I get there. Everyone says oh you'll never look the way you did when you were 17. Well no obviously. That's not the point and it bothers me when people say that. The point is to reach 160 lbs...whatever shape is left on my body. I haven't had children, there's a chance I might get into those size 14s if not to wear then just to pull them on.
But let's not put the cart before the horse. Let's try to get out of the 70s and into the 60s. The next reward is at xxx lbs...haircut and coloring those grays!
Losing Weight; Finding Men
"Never make someone a priority in your life when you are just their option."
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
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lol, i love this dee, your getting into your size 22's and i see me getting into my size 24's, so im right behind you, i love it. cat looks really relaxed.
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