They're too small.
By quite a bit.
So I did a good old fashioned separation of the wheat from the chaff. It sucked.
I sorted into several categories:
1. Fits and is relatively cute - Keep
2. Relatively cute but 1 size too small - Store on top shelf
3. Relatively cute (or not) but 2 sizes too small - Donate
4. Ugly - fits or not - Donate
5. Have had since high school (yes, HIGH SHOOL), and I'm pretty sure I'm delusional about it being in style due to it's extreme comfort - Donate (except for those few pieces hidden in my "comfy clothes" stash)
I have LOTS of clothes stored on the top shelf (jeans, skirts, capris, shorts).
I have a GIANT bag of clothes t donate (everything under the sun).
I have 2 pair of shorts, 2 pair of jeans, 1 skirt, 1 pair of capris (that I need to mend), and a handful of tops that fit (but are pretty ugly...gotta have something to wear).
I'm not sure if I want to cry and eat chocolate or jump for joy at not having to sort through too small "fat" clothes the next time I go to the closet.
What will it take for me to lose weight? I really don't know. I've been eating veggies like I'm some kind of rabbit lately. I've been running. I've been lifting weight. Still - the scale shows me a number that has never appeared outside of pregnancy for me.
I'm so frustrated. And confused. And pissed off. And feeling ugly.
Had some blood work done recently as part of a physical. I was so hoping that it would show some sort of thyroid imbalance. Then, at least, I'd have a good explanation for why I can't seem to lose the weight.
Have I mentioned how pissed off I am?
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