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Today, I took a
trip to Costco (a.k.a. the $100 store) to pick up some things we needed for the
house. I browsed through the clothing section and saw some Kenneth Cole dress
pants on sale for $19.99 and a nice 3/4 sleeve (try to cover the tattoo while at work)
wrinkle-free dress shirt for $16.99. With those great prices, I decided to pick
something up smaller so I can wear it in late spring, early summer. I have been
wearing 14's comfortably now for a few months so I picked up a size
12.
Anyone who shops
at Costco knows they don't have fitting rooms so I tossed them in my cart and
made my way through the store to pick up the actual items I was there to
get...and maybe a few others that weren't on my list...like the new Starbucks
Cafe Verona K-Cups that just came out. Yum-O!!
I got home,
unloaded everything, put all my goodies away, and put my new "summer" outfit in
the bedroom. I stared at it for a minute wondering how far away I was from
fitting into it. I figured the shirt would be snug and decided that I would not
be able to button or zip the pants (I tell myself these things so I am not
disappointed when they do not fit).
You can imagine
my surprise when I put everything on and both the shirt and the pants FIT! I was
shocked. I thought for sure I missed a button or there was something wrong with
the waistline. After double-checking to ensure I did not rip anything or bust a
seam, I nearly jumped out of my skin with excitement. Apparently, this will be
my new spring outfit which I can rock in Orlando in a few weeks.
This time last
year, I was squeezing into a 22 and today, I am in a 12. I am still shaking my
head in disbelief. I have NEVER been able to wear a 12. I know every designer is
different and I may not be able to fit a 12 in everything but I am going to
celebrate anyway.
Cheers!
...that
persistence and hard work really can pay off!
This past year
has been full of changes for me and not all of them have been directly related
to the scale...although, some may argue that the scale might have had an
indirect impact. Either way you look at it, my persistence and hard work is
paying off.
While the weight
loss has been a huge change, the biggest change has been the way I carry myself.
My self-confidence has grown tremendously and this has done great things for me,
both personally and professionally.
Personally
I no longer feel
weak. I know I can drive past a former favorite fast food restaurant and not
feel the urge to make a u-turn. I can walk into Starbucks, order a short,
non-fat, no whip, sugar-free, upside-down, caramel macchiato, and not feel
deprived of taste.
I love shopping
for clothes now. I love all of the choices I have in styles, colors, STORES,
etc. I am even considering dresses and...gasp...high-heeled shoes. I have gained
enough confidence in myself to wear clothes (and shoes) that I never imagined I
would (or could).
I take more time
in getting myself ready. Meaning, I apply more than just the basic make-up. I
take more time when fixing my hair. I take better care of my skin. I want to
look as good on the outside as I feel on the inside.
Professionally
I am fortunate to
work for an AMAZING company. I have been with this company for nearly 13 years
and cannot imagine working anywhere else. I have always had the confidence to do
my job well and have feel that I have always been professionally rewarded
properly.
For the past four
years, I have been pursuing (some would say "pushing for" is a more accurate
phrase) an expanded career path for my role in the company. I am happy to
announce that my perseverance has paid off because I was recently offered a
promotion (which I happily accepted).
I have been very
excited about this opportunity since it was first presented to me despite the
fact that some have suggested that this promotion only came because I have lost
nearly 150 pounds. We can refer to these people as “haters” but I’m not gonna
lie…before surgery there were times when I felt I was overlooked for certain
promotions because of my weight but this time is different. This time, I know I
was offered the promotion because I earned it the old-fashioned way…through
persistence and hard work.
Why do I think
that? My self-confidence told me so.
