This weekend had me a little down in the dumps. If you follow me on Twitter you may have noticed my strange narrative as I navigated the mall in my small town to buy pants.
Here’s some back story:
I wear the same two pairs of pants in rotation all the time. I will sometimes wear leggings and in the summer I have different pants and dresses I will wear. I live in Canada, where it’s freaking cold the majority of the time.
I had groceries to buy and my usual pants were both in the bin for washing.
Both. Of. Them.
Since it’s January, no matter how unseasonably warm it’s been, I needed to find another pair of pants to wear to the store. I have sweatpants but I’ve been trying really hard not to look like a bum when I go out. I more than often run into someone I know, someone I used to teach or people I work with at the store. So I didn’t want to look like a total slob.
I looked in my closet and found a pair of jeans I didn’t even know I had.
They did not fit.
I’m talking like, I couldn’t get them passed my thighs didn’t fit.
So I threw those in the ever-growing pile of clothes to be donated.
I found another pair and tried them on. Same result. Tossed.
Then I found 2 pairs of jeans my dayhome lady had given me. Now, these I could get past my thighs, but I could not do up the button.
Now I’m in a pickle. All I have left are dress pants.
I found a pair, put them on, and they fit just enough that I could go to the store and buy food for my family.
After I got home my husband had to take our dog to a lesson (she’s developing bad habits) and was home in time for lunch. Since I’m in a crappy mood from not fitting pants he tells me to go shopping.
So I shower, throw on a pair of leggings, and off I go!
In the end I successfully found 2 pairs of pants and quite a few shirts to make me happy. I had to call my shopping trip short because my husband texted me that he wasn’t feeling well. He ended up throwing up for the rest of the day.
But I found clothes!
Now I’m trying to kick my ass to work out more. It’s not like I am not thin, because I know I am. But I am not satisfied with the love handles and the pouch where my gut is.
Just now I downloaded two apps: Burn Your Fat With Me For Girls and 30 Day Fitness Challenge.
The first one is a fitness/dating sim type app using a character drawn in the anime style. It’s totally in English so I am excited to try this one! The other one I plan to start on Feb 1st and kick my ass. I just downloaded them so I’m not exactly sure how they’ll work. It’s a start. I also need to stop eating potato chips like Armageddon is coming but baby steps, right?