This weekend I was stoked to go shopping with my mom for smaller clothes. Yes, I know I have a lot to lose still but my clothes had become a joke. One of those things about weight loss that get me down is how unevenly the changes take place. Apparently I'm a top-down loser. The majority of the weight has shred itself from my upper body. So when I tried on pants this weekend I became quickly frustrated and sad. The same freakin' sized pants that I was wearing before.
What doesn't make sense is how big my other clothes have gotten. I won't even go into the completely unsuccessful bra shopping experience. Who knew you could be someone that didn't fit into ANY bras?!
I came close to tears a few times but I have to look at the bigger picture. I have plenty of time to take off more weight and to shop again. Maybe next time I'll find things that fit. I just have to keep working. Oh, and my new yoga mat should help out. My old one was starting to disintegrate. Yuck.