There are few things that can dampen one's motivation more than a shopping trip. Unfortunately, yesterday, it couldn't be avoided.
I recently went through my closet and pulled out enough clothes to fill several garbage bags. While some of the items were just worn out, most of them flat out didn't fit me anymore, so it was time that they go. It was a wonderful cleansing exercise, but in the end, I realized that I probably couldn't get by with one pair of jeans and black gaucho pants that I've had since roughly 2005.
So, I ventured into a few different stores, hoping to find some cheap replacements for the clothes I just purged from my wardrobe.
Since I'm convinced that fitting room mirrors are evil, I had to rely on Ben's opinion more than my own on how I looked. Fortunately, he was pretty honest about the things I tried on. He would veto or approve pants, shirts, and was a really good sport about it. I, in turn, tried not to take things personally when clothes didn't fit or he didn't like them. One shirt in particular, had a drawstring under the bust line, to accentuate the smallest part of the torso. I understand the thought process behind those tops, but somehow I always feel like I'm in maternity clothing - and I really don't think I can handle someone asking me when I'm due, especially since I'm not even pregnant! Poor Ben confirmed my fears when I asked him "Does it make me look pregnant?", and he replied "A little" quickly adding "but not for long!". Bless his heart - needless to say, that shirt was returned to the rack.
By the end of the day, I had made some progress. I purchased a sleeveless shirt (that Ben picked out), 2 pairs of capri pants, and 2 light weight zip up tops (for layering). While it was something of a success, I was really in my head about the whole thing. I was frustrated to be the same size, and hating the way I looked in everything. Even though I was completely drained, I continue to look forward to the day that clothes shopping is slightly less traumatic!
The next several days will be something of a challenge, at least leading up to Relay on Friday and Saturday. I literally haven't missed a day of exercise, so I'm not about to start now. I'll just need to get creative with exercise in Ohio!
I'm already looking forward to my weigh in on Friday - I hope I can trust the scale at my parents' house!
I know how you feel, my friend. On my mamamcation, we shopped like crazy ... and I came home with one top, one skirt, and a set of bracelets. That's it! Nothing fit like I wanted. But, the positive flip side is this: I saved $ and because of the lack of good fitting stuff, it makes me focus on buying things I LOVE rather than a ton of stuff that I just like or is just okay. Does that make sense?
ReplyDeleteLove you rinnie! I'm so very proud of you!
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