Over at My Fitness Pal, people always talk about "non-scale victories" that accrue during the weight loss process. You know -- things that may or may not be scale related, but are an added bonus to dropping some poundage. Like being able to run a mile without stopping, or going to McDonald's and ordering the salad without dressing. Little things.
I had one this past week.
I've had this stack of pants and jeans in the back of my closet for three years -- since I moved in to my house. They didn't fit me in 2009 when I moved, and hadn't fit me for I don't know how long before then. Yet, I kept them. The pile has been cut down in size over the past few years, yet I kept around eight pairs "just in case." I'm sure most people are well acquainted with the concept of "just in case" items of clothing. Beyond that stack, I also have a bunch of dresses and suits that fell into the "just in case I can fit into this again someday" category. You keep them out of hope. Some items get tossed or given away out of frustration, but there are still always those items. You equate them with a happier, skinnier time. I remember when I wore some of these items. For most of the jeans, it was during law school, back in 2003 or 2004. I also remember wearing my olive green suit (that I still love) when I interviewed for my current job in the Fall of 2003. Then there are the pants I wore to my 10 year class reunion, in 2002.
(I'm sure you know where I'm going with this!)
So, as I've been blogging about, I saw a picture of myself in early May this year and about died at how fat I looked. Now, I wasn't medically or technically obese or anything, but for me, it was the fattest I've ever been. I weighed 146 pounds at 5'6". I gained about five pounds of this weight from quitting smoking and being out of town at trial for three weeks. The rest of it just crept on over the years, slowly enough that while I noticed, I didn't really notice. I just bought bigger clothes. What a dumbass, right?
Since May 24, when I in earnest started watching what I was eating and exercising, I've lost about 13-14 pounds. This morning I weighed in at 131.5, although I'm not sure that's really where I am yet, since my weight tends to fluctuate. I like to see a number on the scale for at least a week before I fully accept it! Most surpring to me is how easy this has been. I'm not starving myself at all. And in two short months I feel great about how I look. I can't figure out why I didn't do this sooner. Oh well, que sera, sera.
Anyway, I'm going through a massive closet overhaul as I move the clothes that are now too big for me into my spare bedroom, because getting ready in the morning has turned into a nightmare as I try on skirt after skirt that is just too big now. (The tops and jackets are fine, thank God!). I also have an unfortunate stack of capris that were too small for me when I started losing weight, and forgotten about along the way, so now they are too big for me. I missed the window where they fit! Ugh. So, the other night I pulled out that stack of pants from the back of my closet and started trying them on. To my shock, they fit. So did my ten year reunion pants! In fact, some of them were almost too big. These were my skinny pants! I started thinking "What the hell?" So, then I tried on my interview suit. Now, you have to understand that during the late summer and fall of my third year of law school I had some problems with anxiety and panic attacks and lost a lot of weight. (I'm not sure what the deal was. I took Celexa for a few years, but then stopped taking it and haven't had any problems since.) I was bone thin in around August of 2003. When I interviewed at my current firm, I had put some weight back on, but not too much. In other words, I was pretty thin. I've always looked back on that time and that suit as a weight I was pretty happy with, though. That suit hasn't fit me in years. Years, I tell you! Well, guess what? It fits now! I'm getting it cleaned, and I'm going to start wearing it again.
Talk about a non-scale victory! I'm so happy. So, what's next on the agenda? I'm pretty much at the weight I want to be at, so soon I will up my calories and just try to maintain. I'm starting the second month of Insanity this weekend. (Yes, I made it through the first month! Hurray for me!) I've gotten used to working out in the morning and eating healthy, and it really is starting to feel like a lifestyle change. Let's hope I can keep it up!