Rose Colored Glasses

Great day today. Really great. I got back to the gym. I didn't have a whole list of things to get done, so I spent over an hour there. Now, you know as well as I do that I didn't want to go in the first place. My two day break, or any break for that matter, just makes the next trip seem like such a chore. But you also know, as I do, that without the gym the speed of my weight loss will be significantly less. So I sucked it up and went. I spent 35 minutes on the treadmill and 30 on the stationery bike. Woo hoo!!!

Now I have to tell you that I was wearing a new pair of sweat shorts. Well not new. Old. But they're a "new" size going backward from where I was. They're a regular XXL. I know, that's a big number. But you know what? It's not a 1x or 2x in women's sizes. You may or may not know this but when your weight hits the big time, you can't shop in regular departments or regular clothing stores anymore. It works like this: you have small, medium, large, x-large and xx-large. Or you have 10, 12, 14, 16, 18. But when you hit that xxl or 16/18 range there is a lot LESS to choose from, if there's anything at all. So you have to cross the aisle to the "women's" department.

Okay, can we just talk about this? The departments are kids, juniors, misses and women's. Exactly what is the message here???? That once you're married you're gonna pack on the pounds? That anyone who moves into the later stages of life is destined to be 200+ pounds? And who is a "misses" anyway??? The whole system is warped. It's sooo ODD! I mean, the women's department has sizes 16 and 18 too. The difference is that there's a magical "W" after the size number that changes everything. MUCH roomier! And I know the "w" is suppose to mean "women's", but I can't help secretly feeling that it actually means "wide." lol. And it's the same for the size 1x or 2x -- waaayyyy roomier. It is truly the most ridiculous system. It's like a little wink and a nod to all of us fat gals out there. Permission to, I don't know, expand!

Okay well anyway --I am pleased to say that I have to suck it all back in again because I have officially moved back across the aisle from "women's" to the misses' shopping section. My 18 wides are too loose, and I fit into my xxl's again, as opposed to my 1x's and 2x's. Hooray, hooray! And the rose colored glasses I was wearing when I first crossed that aisle? I left those in the women's section too. Hopefully I will hang onto the healthy self-awareness I've acquired over these last couple of months. I don't want to find myself where I was. You know. Across the aisle. :)

Alrighty-dighty. I'm signing off here. Happy Saturday everyone!