I think it was Friday night last, after Pilates, I went around the weights room. I was "setting up my stall" when Uncle Fred (he's an old time body builder, older guy in his 50's) came over to me. He said "I don't know if it's my eyes playing tricks on me but you've gotten smaller." I said, as I always do, "but the scale isn't going down." And as they always do, them fitness instructors, "don't worry about that....your clothes feeling looser?". I said yes. He said well that was the evidence I needed.
How much looser? Well, I tried on a Liz Clairborne beige twill pants I had bought in Florida last year summer which was tight tight, but I always look into the future where clothes are concerned, so I bought it anyway. When I tried it on a few weeks ago, it was ok, but was a bit snug across the butt and I don't like wearing things that emphasize the big ole butt too much. But today, it was just right. A very nice fitting pair of pants....somethings many dressmakers and tailors here just can't seem to get (hence the arguing).
So that will be the outfit for the flight on Sunday. That, paired with a black shirt in size L rather than XXL like I used to wear. Lawks mi feel sweet when di clothes fit.
Posted by yamfoot at November 1, 2005 10:08 PMI am happy for you!
Posted by: madbull at November 4, 2005 10:53 PMA one-night stand is wrong, is not wrong