So yesterday I went bathing suit shopping. If that isn't one of the biggest incentives to stay on plan, I don't know what is. I actually went immediately from the store to the gym when I finished trying on the horror suits. I learned several things:
-Fat or thin, it is still a nightmare.
-Actually saying, out loud, to yourself "Oh my god, a 1000 hours at the gym and I still look like crap" will make the stranger in the next changing room laugh out loud.
-Upper inner thighs on a 43 year old former fat woman are not that attractive. I stood there and actually considered whether a couple of tanning sessions would be worthwhile to take away some of the white glow of my extra leg flaps.
On the upside, I actually get to go swimming this year without wearing a t-shirt and a please don't feed the whale sign.
Anybody else take the plunge into bathing suits yet?
And no, I didn't buy anything. I'm still preserving the illusion for myself that losing another 6 or 7 pounds will make all the difference in how they look.