Getting rid of old clothes. I'm sure many of you who just read that sentence cringed. I like so many others have been holding on to a couple of pairs of jeans that I wore two sizes ago. I've been through all the excuses. "They were expensive", "I had a hard time finding them",
"What if I need them again?"
So, today I was putting away some laundry... and my drawers are all stuffed... I was running out of room and I remembered I still had these two pairs of jeans tucked away at the bottom of the drawer... just waiting for me to fail, gain 35 lbs back and wear them again. And that's when I said... NOT GOING TO HAPPEN...EVER. So, I took them out, threw them in a plastic bag, and they are now en route to a clothing drop.
I finally did it! I've been saying I would get rid of those jeans for months, but I haven't had the courage to do it. I do now. It's been over 6 months, over 35 lbs, hours upon hours of sweat, tears, and many days worth of sacrifices that I never thought I'd be able to make. The thought of being back where I was makes me sick. Starting all over.... it would kill me. So I won't. The jeans are gone, and the only way my weight will go from now on is down.
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