I think I keep going through denial that I've lost weight.
How silly is that?
I know the clothes I've been wearing are loose, but when I think about a smaller size, I think, oh, that won't fit.
We went to a wedding over the weekend and the girls were asked to wear black skirts with red or white shirts. I'd been having a heck of a time finding something I liked, but sister-in-law said she had picked up an extra shirt at Kohls I could wear. Here's the thing though, it was a medium. Medium?? I don't wear a medium...I've been wearing extra-large or large...no way could I fit in a medium. She insisted it would fit, but I was scared to try it on.
And guess what...
It fit. Me in a medium? Woo-hoo!
I pulled out a few other medium shirts that I had bought clearanced for when I lost weight, and wouldn't you know, they fit!
I've been walking around with loose pants and I'm scared to see if I can fit into the next smaller size, but who knows I might be pleasantly surprised.
It's silly that even though I know I'm losing weight, and I can feel I'm getting smaller, I have a hard time believing that those smaller sizes are starting to fit. Kind of exciting that they do.
Now, let's work on those size "small" shirts!