Back in 2006 I lost 100lbs in 11 months and kept it off for about 3 years. After some personal drama and a series of injuries I re-gained 70lbs. It took me a while to pick myself up and dust myself off to start losing weight again, but I started the way I started the first time, with exercise. I've always loved to exercise and I was running before my injury, so it was good to start some place and I knew it would only be a matter of time before better eating habits would follow, but I wasn't pushing myself too hard to get my eating habits together...until today.
I haven't been clothes shopping in a while, but I have an event this weekend and wanted to buy something new, so I went to good old Lane Bryant. Well, I was trying on clothes and I picked up a pair of jeans that actually fit and I couldn't believe how big they were and that they were my size. I about had a heart attack in that dressing room! It took everything in me not to start crying. Then I said to myself "I don't belong here". My body is very pear shaped, I have about a 2 size difference between my top half and my bottom half with a relatively small waist and I'm only 5'3, so it's very hard to find clothes that fit. But being a smaller size made things a lot easier.
I wasn't in denial about my weight gain and I'm committed to being healthy, but today was a real wake up call for me. I'm trying not to berate myself and just get going again but I'm allowing myself to get caught up in all of the diet madness instead of eating sensibly and cutting out processed foods, which is what I did before.
Anyway, I just thought I'd share and see if anyone has had one of these dressing room wake up calls.
