With this latest pair of jeans, I have hit my goal. I am now the size I was when I moved over here from the island. But, I don't think I am ready to stop yet.
The smallest I have ever been in my adult life is a size 10. Now, I don't really expect to be able to get back down to that size. But I have been feeling so great, and so healthy lately, that I am wanting to do more. WD and I are going to take up kayaking, I still want to start taking belly dancing lessons (or Irish dance lessons if I can find them - or hell, why not both?).
I want to get to the point where I can run. I need to go back to the doc, and get back on my asthma meds. Health is great, but I think that getting back on the meds as well will make a big difference.
I don't know if size 10 is out of my reach or not. I know that size 12 is not. I am confident that I can reach 12 if I try (although, I have a feeling that once I start moving into more common sizes, then finding clothes that fit me is going to get harder rather than easier). 12 will get me right out of the plus size range - I know that 14 puts me a bit on the cusp, and I can buy more off the rack.
I am hoping that 12 will finally be the point where my breasts start to shrink a bit. I was a single D cup once. And I know that WD doesn't like to hear me say it, but I would like to be again. 38DD is an amazingly difficult bra size to find - and it keeps me from being able to find a bikini top ... which sucks donkey heinie.
I am a little wary of diving back into this. I worry that I could get obsessed with it. But, I have been good so far at making sure that I still have the occasional ice cream or chocolate cake. I will prolly cut out more of the snacks (I should get down to just my hard candies), and replace them with more natural snacks - trail mix, fruit, veggie sticks, etc.
Mostly, I want to be getting more exercise. I am on a roll now, and I don't want it to end.
--Phae
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