Home stretch now. Avoiding the urge to subsist only on coffee and baby spinach for the next 3 days in order to see better results on the scale (I did not start a get-healthy campaign to give myself an eating disorder, thankyouverymuch). But I am drinking lots of coffee, because I am le tired.
Spelling Bee rehearsals have gone extremely well, so well in fact that we were given last night off. Having no idea what to do with ourselves, Panda and my friend Val (who plays Logainne and is outSTANDing in the role, omigosh so heartfelt and adorable and funny) met up to rehearse some more difficult harmonies, while I, slacker that I am, went to the mall (for the first time in several years) to visit Nordstrom and get remeasured for new bras.
The process was relatively painless. Having been measured before, I wasn't nearly as nervous and apologetic as the first time. Like the genius that I am, I wore a dress that day instead of pants and a shirt, so I basically said to the specialist "Hi, is it ok if I'm just here in my underwear? I forgot pants." Because I am SO SMOOTH OR SOMETHING. She (Hannah) was totally chill about it, and we chatted about Disneyland (she's from Florida and has never been to the original park, although we both agree that Walt Disney World is awesome and she's gotta get down to Anaheim ASAP.)
I haven't lost enough inch-wise to move down a band size, but my cup size has gone down a full tick. Honestly, I'd expected them to be much smaller (the cups, not the band), but trying on a few fit bras felt so much better than my old ones. I was in and out of there super quickly, since I already knew my favorite kind of Wacoal and wanted one in black and one in tan, bing bang boom. As they always do, Hannah brought me a couple of nice new (read: more expensive) bras to try on, and they were awesome, but I did what I usually do (took a picture of the tag so I could consider it later when I had more money, then said no thank you for now and bought the ones I came for).
It was a little disappointing, but not too, to find out my band size (measurement taken under bustline) hadn't changed. Hannah did say I was right on the cusp of being a size smaller, but that for now it'd be more comfortable to stick with the one I had. Honestly it's just mind-boggling how slow this process goes, when it seems like gaining the weight back (hell, gaining the weight initially) was so easy and fast.
As always, I acknowledge a big part of this is my not being as strict about exercise as I am about food. Toning up my muscles, even under my extra chub, is bound to get the ball rolling on truly changing my shape.
3 more days till weigh-in and regroup and replan.
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