So, in my attempt to make myself feel like 2 pounds was some sort of huge milestone I attempted to put on my size 12 jeans. My 14's fit, but they are starting have that weird little bit of bagginess right at the bottom of the zipper and across the thighs. So, I pulled my 12's out. They are Old Navy Dreamers which means the truth in the number 12 on the tag is somewhat questionable...but I thought I'd test it out. So, I slid them over my legs, got them to my thighs, jumped up and down, pushed my underpants back down cause inevitably they rode up as soon as the pants slid over my backside, did a deep plie to stretch the jeans out and talk them into shimmying up just a little more and then I attempt to button....I take a nice deep breath and the zipper goes up. Can I breath? Barely. Do they slip down just enough to create a muffin top, forcing me to keep pulling them up? Definitely. Does the zipper stay up. Yes, it does. So, I figure if I keep up with my exercise and eating right, in another week I might actually be able to breath and comfortably wear these jeans all day long instead of just to run out to get bread and milk. You know that right now they make pajama pants the most pleasurable piece of clothing on the planet...and as soon as I unzip these it's like opening a tube of Pillsbury Cinnamon Rolls. But, for the time being...I look slim. Well, slim-ish.
In other news, my friend Sam said that I should get that pedicure when I lose all the weight...she's even willing to pitch in as a prize. Score for me!