About eight years ago, I bought a denim jacket that I absolutely fell in love with. I loved it. I wore it all the time. I took it with me on my honeymoon to Ireland. Then, in fall of 2006, I had just found out I was pregnant with my son. I had just started nursing school. I gained about 80 pounds during my pregnancy and only lost about 20 of it after my son was born. Needless to say, I couldn’t wear my beloved jacket any longer. I had a lot of fabulous clothes prior to getting pregnant that all ended up at goodwill. The jacket was one of those few pieces I held on to until the day I lost all of my baby weight.
Well, that was nearly five years ago. I have since taken my boards, started my nursing career, added another little one to the family, and I’ve yet to get back to the pre pregnancy weight. A year ago, I got pretty serious about dropping the extra weight I’ve been carrying around. 20+ down, another 20 some odd pounds to go. I did really well throughout last summer, and if I could just get back to being serious about watching my calorie intake, I could probably shed the rest relatively easily with as much as I’m running. My will power is on the back burner for the moment. I think I’ll bring it forward so I can reach my weight goal.
While I still have a ways to go to get to my ideal weight, I was super excited when, on a whim, I tried the aforementioned jacket on and found it fits. Still a bit snug, but a year ago there was no wearing it. When I tried to cram myself into it then, I couldn’t move my arms. Now, I’m pretty comfortable in it until I zip it up. But the fact that I can zip it up, makes me excited.
Now to get serious again about loosing weight. I have my ten year class reunion approaching, and of course I want to look my best. So, I guess it’s time to bust out MyFitnessPal again and start counting the calories again. I want my jacket to fit like it used to.