Last night I dreamed of criminal law. It was the oddest set of dreams where I was yelling out 1st degree, 2nd degree, involuntary manslaughter, during crime scenes. Why would I dream something so weird? Well because before I collapsed into bed delusional and exhausted, I had been up till 12:30 am studying for my criminal law mid term happening tonight. Talk about studying in your sleep. Now keep your fingers crossed I get a good grade. Are they crossed? They better be!
So the real reason I started writing a blog was NOT to whine about my lack of sleep or to tell you my job is seriously stressing me out lately or to mention the fact that I might be bald pretty soon if I don’t stop losing so much hair (who knew you lost hair when you are stressed darn it?!) or to whine about my house being a disaster, though seriously people, it is CRAZY how messy my house is right now.
Nope, none of those things. Instead I would like to discuss my, “OH moment.” Which I understand sounds naughty but um no it isn’t.
This morning while walking down the street to the gas station for my daily dose of
crack zero carb energy drink caffeine, I suddenly noticed that I had pulled my slacks up at least four times in less than a block. Odd. I don’t normally have to pull them up so much. Had I lost another button? Nope, everything was buttoned and fine. So I pulled them up really high, like granny style over the belly button high and kept on trucking to the gas station. Later on, after my brain woke up a bit, I started thinking, didn’t my favorite striped slacks fall off my butt numerous times on Monday?
Now I have NEVER bragged that I have a butt or hips. Sadly both are a little bit lacking in my world. So pants having to be pulled up, well it is a daily occurrence in my world and sometimes has almost resulted in some really embarrassing moments. BUT I have NEVER had to pull them up so much so often before, especially my slacks.
Could it be? Well yes, it could, I knew I was losing weight but I didn’t feel smaller. I knew I was able to fit into a dress that was a size smaller last week but I figured it was the brand. I have looked in the mirror and my chubby cheeks don’t seem to have shrunk, the one’s on my face of course. I mean I have noticed subtle things, like my belly no longer sticks out as far and I am able to move more comfortably. But I wasn’t seeing any other changes.
So in excitement of my slacks seriously hanging off my non existent rear, I went on to Torrid and wish listed a few new pairs to try. I might even go try some on in the actual store to see if I have really shrunk a size. One of my favorite things to do is go to Old Navy and Torrid, adding fun clothes to my wish lists and fantasize about having enough money to buy them all. Maybe one day, but not today. BUT I did sweetly ask the hubby if we could budget a few new items for me because seriously, I need some slacks that don’t fall off.
Thanks to Paleo and a few habit changes, I am slowly, crawling towards my goal weight. Now I just need to start running again (now that the weather has cooled) and clean up my diet just a little bit more. Who knows what could happen then?!?!
Notice any changes recently about your body?