The journey of a thousand miles starts with a single footstep. I am treating getting healthy and losing weight as a journey. There are places to go, people to meet, goals to reach. And milestones. Fitting into an old pair of jeans is a milestone. Not fitting into a not very old pair of jeans is even more of a milestone.
I came across these pictures recently. They were taken almost 2 years ago. If I wasn't at my heaviest weight here, I was pretty darned close. See the tan jeans. They were snug. See the green shirt. Not very good at concealing my spare tires.
Here I am in the same clothes today. (The jeans are fresh from the drier, so you know they're at their tightest)
Not too shabby, huh? Serious baggy britches. And the spare tires? Slowly getting the air let out of them.
Shortstuff wonders why I'm taking pictures, but she thinks it's all good. (Puppygirl is camera shy)
It's a worthwhile and serious journey. But for now, I gotta tell ya. I'm having fun clothes shopping in my own closet.