...and got an eye-full of myself at 13 years old. Back when I wore size 3 jeans, back when I wore a B cup (just barely!), back when my stomach was flat.
Now, I don't necessarily want to go back to weighing 110 pounds (or however much I weighed, I don't really know because I never really cared), but I want to go back to my healthy weight, I want to wear my pre-pregnancy jeans. I want to have a flat(ter) stomach, and trimmed-down thighs.
When I first started this blog, I told you all my goal weight. 140-145 is where I feel my best. Today, I have no idea what I weigh. There are no accurate scales here. I certainly do not weigh any less than 180. If I had to guess, I would put myself closer to 190.
I desperately do NOT want to reach 200.
I took my measurements earlier this week, and I will track my losses during this C25K program. Maybe if I continue the program thrice weekly, continue walking thrice weekly, and dance twice weekly, that will help jumpstart the loss of my big caboose.
I still have a couple pairs of my favorite jeans from two years ago, all are size 9 or 11, none fit. The most recent pair of jeans I purchased for myself are size 15 and they're a tad snug. By my 21st birthday, in addition to being able to run for an hour, I want to go down two pant sizes. I want the pants I used to wear to be the pants I wear. I want to say "goodbye!" to my maternity jeans for good.
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