Just a couple of weeks ago I wore a pair of pants that I bought when I was a little thinner. I couldn't breathe and was sporting a muffin top that would have been the toast of Drury Lane. Since I have so few things that fit right now I wore them anyway and regretted it as much as you can imagine.
I've been back (no, this isn't my first square dance) on plan for a little over two weeks now and lost five pounds. A couple pf days ago I tried those beloved trousers on again. Were they still pretty tight? Oh, yes. Was there still a muffin top? Yup. Did I wear them with pride? You know it, sister!
Why was that? I'm glad you asked! I wore them because even thought they were still too tight and my belly was hanging over like them gardens in Babylon they weren't as tight as they had been. Just five little pounds (out of about 160) and I can already tell a difference. It was like a tiny Christmas, without all the cookies of course.
I've decided to continue to wear these pants at least once a week. It may not be the most accurate measurement of all time but for me it's like the atomic clock: great to refer to once in a while just to remind myself that my other devices are right on track.
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