I have had the extreme pleasure to take a bunch of clothes out of my closet because they are now too big! (little dance of joy %%%)
These shall henceforth be known as my 'fat-lady clothes' and I don't want to see or need them again.
BUT, I can't bring myself to donate them. What's holding me back? Some of them were the best of a bad bunch bought when I was too big to have much choice in stores so is it that I want to save myself that hunt in future? If that's the case, why am I expecting to be that big again?
Should I not be setting out on the journey as a permanent change? By having doubts that it will last, am I setting myself up for future failure?
At what point will the jogging, veggie-snacking 'me' become my default?
Sunday 16 October 2011
Let Me Out of Here!
Skinny-me says to fat-lady-me: "Let me out of here!" And for the first time in my life, we may be on our way to letting skinny-me reign... looking forward to meeting her! (no, I'm not delusional, I am just convinced that deep inside there is a skinny, fit, willful woman who can get slim and stay that way! I just have to find her...)
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