Earlier this year I ordered two wedding dresses online, one ivory and one white. The ivory one I knew was going to be at least a size small and the white one was supposed to be my true size.
Once they arrived, I tried them both on only to realize that I was too big for the dresses. The ivory one was two sizes too small for me and the white safety dress wouldn’t even fit.
I was bummed so I reflected. I needed to buckle down. Even though my lifestyle had gotten a lot healthier over the past few years, I still had a few bad tendencies. The main two were eating too much and not getting enough exercise. Since then I’ve started making even healthier decisions when eating.
I’ve started to eat less and dine out only on the weekends. I’ve had a few slip ups here and there but for the most part, I’ve learned how to throw food out when I can’t finish it (that took a while) and working out, I try not to think about it. I just do it.
Even though I had just lost 20 lbs, I was unhappy the morning I took the photo. I was going over my weight loss chart and realized that I had plateaued over the past few weeks. I then started to panic about my dress, violently removing it out of the closet and fussily putting it on yelping for Patrick to help zip me up. I knew it wouldn’t fit so I wanted to figure out how many more inches I needed to lose to motivate me.
It turns out, I didn’t need to lose any at all. Because it fit me like a glove. My two-sizes-too-small dress a few months ago now pleasantly hugged my body. Turns out I was doing fine all along, these past few weeks.
When that dress fit and I realized my body had actually gotten smaller and more toned, I felt a wave of confidence wash over me. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled the biggest smile I’ve smiled in ages.
I am the healthiest I have been in years.
It didn’t matter what that scale said that morning. Because what mattered was how my body felt and looked.
And it felt and looked beautiful.
So I took that photo above to document my bliss.
Until next time.