Happy Pants Dance - Part 1

Weekly Weigh- In = -.2 (total = -14.4 lbs)

This week's lesson at Weight Watchers was about using our past (failures included) to shape our future. All of those little mistakes we make as we continue on our weight loss journey can be viewed in two lenses- one of "well, I screwed up- might as well go for that triple chocolate cake" or "Well, I screwed up. That plate of nachos wasn't the best idea. If I want them again, I need to make better choices through the day and get a good workout in first." As we talked about how to learn from our past and make better choices, the conversation turned to how we should learn to celebrate non-scale victories as well as celebrating when the scale goes down.


Now, we do this every week in our meetings- we highlight member's "Bravo Worthy" moments after we cheer on those who lost weight during the week (speaking of which, Amy, my WW buddy, hit her 5% GOAL this week! 15 lbs down! WooT!). This week, my hand shot up.

"My friend, who is like 5'5" and started at 180 lbs has been losing weight. She gave me a pink spring coat, telling me that it was too big for her. I looked at her like she was nuts- she's MUCH smaller than I am, and it's pink. I don't do pink. It didn't fit across the chest, but I kept the coat in my closet for the last month. Yesterday, I put it on to go outside in the rain- and it fit. It ZIPPED. And, people are complimenting me on the coat because I look GOOD in it!" It was a great moment for me. I'm pretty vocal in my meetings to begin with- when you've been doing the program (on and off) for so long, you have a lot to contribute. But this was different. I hadn't been this excited since the day I realized I can cross my legs (plus-size girls, you know what I'm talking about!).  -.2 lbs be damned, the THE COAT FIT.

I got home, and pulled out the box of clothes that my roommate gave me from her weight loss (side note- I like being the "bigger" friend to these two, because it's not by much, and I get their clothes- for FREE! Between the weight loss and the budget, free clothes rock!) to see if this one pair of pants fit. These pants aren't anything particularly special- they are dark blue with very subtle light blue pinstriping. They're some kind of weird softish fabric. I loved them- but when I got them 4-5 months ago, they wouldn't even go over my thighs. I tried them on about 6 weeks ago, and they wouldn't button.

This morning, I opened my closet and saw the unopened box of clothes and pulled it out. The pants were on top (naturally). I gently lifted them out of the box and set them on my bed. Daisy came over to inspect the pants, and she laid down next to them, giving the pants her approval. I gingerly put one foot into the leg hole... then the other foot. I pulled the pants up. I stood up straight and fastened the button and zipped the zipper. THE PANTS FIT! WITH room to spare! I was so excited, I started dancing, which got my dog barking. And-- the zipper broke. NOOO! I took them off, realigned the zipper, and put them back on. Apparently, the zipper isn't lined up properly, but if you take your time zipping them, the pants work without fail.

At our work weigh- in, the scale showed that I was UP a pound. I'm kind of used to this scale at work now- it never agrees with the Weight Watchers one. That's fine- I go by the Weight Watchers number, especially since the work competition ends next week. I'm still in great spirits- the pants fit. That's all I need.

I'm calling this "Part 1" because another friend of mine said that there is a pair of jeans that she has been hanging onto for awhile that are too big for her, yet too small for me (I don't think this friend has ever BEEN this particular size - I think she just had a "fat" day when she bought them). If I can get down that far, she said the pants are mine. Depending on what label I'm looking at, that's only 1-2 sizes away...