I was running around telling myself that my weight was the same - but WE ALL knew I was gaining inches as I slowly abandoned my TAM workouts. "Lawd, Lawd.she gonna try me on and blame the drier for shrinking me again!"
" Sisters -I'm not strong enough to hold all that in - ohhhh.she needs to get back on her program if she wants to wear me again" "You're telling me - girl, she wore me yesterday and had to pull at me all day long to get my waist back over her muffin top - she finally pulled my belt loop so hard it ripped it right out!" "Oh girl.she's putting on weight.she better not even think about reaching for me today and expecting to put THAT in me!" It was if I could hear them talking in my closet - behind my back - like a bunch of mean girls huddled around a table. but my other jeans.not so much.Īnd they were seeing it (and by 'it', I mean my ass) getting larger by the day before I got back on track! I will say I have a few pairs that contain Lycra and those girls are willing to "stretch the truth" a little bit. Those bitches are HARD CORE about being honest. My jeans don't share the same opinion of "little white lies and sparing my feelings" as my scale does.
I really appreciate it's efforts to keep the ugly truth from me and not wreck my day each morning. If you think about it - that's actually very nice of the scale.to lie to me. I had gained more weight than the scale was really telling me.Īlthough the numbers said I wasn't really gaining weight - I was losing muscle weight, so the pounds were the same but the size of my body was getting laaaaaaarger. Interesting enough - my weight has only moved a couple of pounds - but my body seems to be getting smaller again - and going back to it's former post - boot camp shape. I have not missed a day yet! It's day seven and I am finally feeling more "lean".
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