It finally happened. I'm not quite sure when, but it did. I don't wear real pants anymore.
UGH! I wear leggings, yoga pants, pajama bottoms, lounge wear and every other manner of elastic and draw string bottoms. I have them in every color, every style and design. And they're cute! Sweaters, boots, scarves - I'm great at accessorizing. Making the average legging look pretty jazzed up. But the fact is that I have given up on "real" pants. I can't remember the last time I put on a pair of jeans or the dress slacks that I would normally wear to work. Instead I wear dresses or elastic waist skirts and my comfy leggings. I got tired of the waistband of pants cutting into my skin. Or worse yet rolling down under my belly. Embarrassing and uncomfortable to say the least. Then there was the fear of having my pants split open in the rear. Oh, I would just die!
Now, I could buy my jeans and slacks in a larger size but I refuse to do that. It's like accepting that this weight is forever. And I assure you - it is not! But, I can't go on wearing strictly comfy bottoms. I need to lose the weight so I can at least wear the slacks and jeans that I have. All of which are like brand new. I want to be able to button my jeans with out having pain in my abdomen. I want to then bend over to put on shoes with those pants buttoned and still be able to breathe!!!
Today I am 3.3 pounds closer to that becoming reality. I will continue to work towards my goal. It's a small step but it's the small steps that count.