I'm officially a size 10! I can hardly believe it. I mean, I knew my old pants are too big, but they're old and stretched out - it doesn't automatically mean I've lost a pants size. But I have. I'm a size 10! It has been at least eight years since I've been that small. I can hardly believe it. I had to try on several pairs of pants last week, just to be sure. I bought a pair of gray dress pants at Fashion Bug for work (I will try to take a pic this week and post it), exchanged a pair of size 14 jeans for 12s a American Eagle (too big still, but better than the 14s!), and fit into size 10s there and at Target, too. I have been GIDDY ever since. Woo hoo! I even bought a couple of cute new shirts, too.
I also tried on a bikini. You're not getting a picture of that. Not because I looked fat, because I didn't. I still have muffin top, but honestly, it wasn't that bad. No, you're not seeing a picture because my body looks... well, it looks old. And wrinkly. All the places I've lost a lot of weight (mostly my bum and thighs) have that Eighty-year-old-woman-who's-tanned-too-much-for- several-decades look. It's gross. I don't know what I'm going to do about it, either, because how do you tone the sides of your butt? There's no WAY I can put on enough muscle in those areas to look good and not like some freakish Beyonce knockoff. I'm not sure if it will get better with time, if I'm screwed, if firming creams will help... any ideas?
Yesterday I officially began my running program. Eight days late, but I did at least start it over vacation. I don't even know why I procrastinated, because it wasn't bad at all. I don't know when I'll get another chance to run this week, either. I'm going to try to MAKE time. We'll see how that goes. I joined the website mapmyrunning.com, so if I can figure out how, I will try to post either a map of my run or my training calendar. Sounds official, doesn't it? :)
April Vacation was nice, if busy (I worked 36.5 hours at Rite Aid). Aside from my car breaking down again, nothing terrible happened. My car repair bill ate up my tanning money, Grey's Anatomy shirt money and my electrolysis money. I'm back to square one with all that. It sucks. Maybe next month??