And the feeling is mutual.
For the first time on this weight loss path, I recorded a repeat weight from one week to the next. Zero change. I’ve bounced around, gone up a little or down a little every single week. But the last two Fridays my weight has been steady at 180.5 pounds. I’ve recorded some kind of loss every week since the end of September (sometimes just 0.5 pounds, but hey, I’ll take it!). Frustrating.
Just because I only record my weight on Fridays doesn’t mean I don’t weight myself in between. The 170’s are also toying with me. In the past week I saw 179.0 TWICE, but bounced up the next day to 180. I’m trying to reach 170 by the New Year, and while it was possible after loosing three pounds the week of Thanksgiving, I’m not so sure anymore.
I did manage to squeeze my tushy into my size 14 jeans this weekend. They are comfortable enough to wear all day, though they do require either a long flowy shirt, a bulky sweater, or a sweatshirt due to the slight muffin top they create, but again, I’ll take it! I can’t remember the last time I put a size 14 pair of pants on!
However, the awkward part of wearing the smaller jeans is that I feel the need to touch my butt. A LOT. It amazes me how much smaller it feels in these jeans! Every single time I stand up, I must grab my butt. My husband told me I probably needed to review our office sexual harassment policy, but my sister assured me as long as I wasn’t touching myself in my bosses office, I was good.
I’m still a ways a way from actually liking my body, but we’re on the right path!
