Braggart Alert

Anyone who has ever struggled with their self-image will I'm sure understand how I feel today. I should refine that to say women because although men certainly go through their more than fair share of seeking a six-pack under their shirt (hint: keep away from the six pack in the fridge and praps you'll eventually find it under your shirt!), the stigma is no where near the same.

Anyway, I went to the gym today and had a very good workout sans trainer. Probably the most I've ever pushed myself without someone bugging me. I came home and decided to clean out my closet/bedroom which looks like a dumpster in the back of a clothing mall. I found this cute skirt I bought at Ann Taylor probably 2 years ago. It never fit when I bought it (cute pencil skirt, very slim cut with periwinkle embroidery) but I got it because it was originally some $90 and it was on sale for $25.99. I know this because the sales tag is still on it. I figured, at the time, that I would work towards fitting into it. I've tried it on over the course of time but it never really fit well enough to wear out in public, and in fact at times I couldn't even pull the zipper close enough to zip up!

Well, I pulled it out of the garment bag today and thought, que l'enfer! Et puis, it FIT. I almost died. I even have a lovely periwinkle sweater to wear with it (also from Ann Taylor) that matches perfectly. In a fury I dug out more clothes that either have never fit me or have long since ceased to fit. Not only do they fit, some are actually too big and will need to go to charity.

It's not diet that did it, though I absolutely have changed the way I eat (healthy). I weigh the same that I did (or within 2-3 lbs) of what I did when I bought that pencil skirt (which is why I reckoned at the time it'd be a matter of weeks before it would fit). It absolutely 100% is the working out and dance. Period. It has literally changed my posture and shape. Posture affects the way clothes fit too, I'm sure. When Rod gets here in 2 weeks I'm going to ask him if my posture still looks pathetic (he's a lovely one for being candid and frank - he's a chiropractor so he seems to feel it's fair to take pot-shots at my spine).

I just wanted to celebrate this afternoon - I'm so pleased with the results from literally only 2.5 weeks of this. Granted, I've worked very hard - I have no given myself one day break from either practicing dance or working out in that period of time. But I don't want to give myself a break, I enjoy it.

Last night I got a new hip scarf with coins on it. It's purty.

So my apologies for self-congratulations..but it's better than rewarding myself with a big pile of KFC (sheddup J!!).