My bubble has officially burst. I was feeling pretty confident with my 33 pound loss. In fact, my workout shorts were getting pretty baggy, so I set out to buy some new ones today. So, I grabbed a pair of Large shorts and headed for the dressing room. That's where my bubble was burst.
It wasn't pretty. I really feel like I should have looked much better in those shorts. On top of that, the large shirt was a little tighter in the lower belly than I was happy with. Thus leading me to believe that after 33 pounds, I still need to buy XL clothes. And, since we're talking about sizes, I'll also mention that I've been wearing my size 12 jeans for months now. Months. However, I also tried on a pair of size 12 casual shorts and I couldn't get them fastened. I left that dressing room feeling completely defeated and deflated.
I'm trying really hard to not think about the time, money, and emotional investment I've made on training these past 8 months. Because if I let myself think about it, I might start to feel like I've been wasting my time. I might start to feel that the results I thought I was seeing aren't really that impressive. And I really don't want to feel that way.
I want to focus on how far I've come. I want to focus on how much stronger I am now. I want to focus on how much more defined my muscles are. This just turned out to be a huge slap in the face for me. I'm sure tomorrow I'll pick myself back up, brush myself off, put on my big girl panties and get back to it. But for now, I'm throwing a pity party for one.
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