I had finally lost some weight. I had also stopped nursing, so the hubs and I were at the mall so I could get a new bra. It was bad. I probably could have fit an entire additional set of breasts in that bra. Trying to be smart, I first went searching at JCPenny’s, thinking I would find a good price on a decent bra. Nope, nope, and nope. The fits were all wrong, I had almost no clue what size I was, and the price? Stupid.
I decided to look and see what good old Victoria’s Secret had in store.
I was greeted instantly by a very helpful VS professional, who measured me, asked me what I was looking for, found me a few bras to start with, and got me into a dressing room with a promise to check the fit when I was ready. A bit awkward, but it was necessary (curse you sagging post baby/post weight loss boobs!).Finally found one with the best fit possible (not to mention so much more comfortable and the SAME price as JCP) and was on my way.
I was off to find my husband who had taken the kiddos to find much more interesting things to do and before I could get very far I was stopped by one of those very nice vendor guys, selling perfume and cologne. I was in a good mood and he was complimenting my dreads (yeah… I’m a sucker) so we started chatting.
He started asking me what had brought me to the mall that day and so I vaguely or not so vaguely, I don’t remember, told him I was there because I had recently lost some weight and needed some stuff. That peeked his interest.
He wanted to know how I lost the weight.
So I started telling him how I was eating healthier, smaller portions, and had been working my butt off. No. He wanted to know what weight loss product or supplement I had used. I couldn’t help but noticed how disappointed he was to learn that I hadn’t.
I worked for it. Hard, sweaty work.
Yes, it is disappointing. Yes, it’s hard. Yes, it sucks. Yes, I wanted a quick fix, too. BUT… I also knew, deep down (very VERY deep down) that I wanted to be able to say that I did this. I worked for it. I worked hard and sweat buckets. I wanted to know how hard it was so I would never go back there. So I would have the determination to keep it off. I knew that if it was easy, then it wouldn’t matter if I got fat and unhealthy again because I could just take a pill and “lose weight without exercise or diet”. That’s not real, true, hard earned success.
I wanted to be able to say that I earned it.
Believe me, in my most desperate moments, I searched for that magic weight loss pill. I even tried one or two. It never lasted though because (for me at least) they don’t work and they are full of stuff I don’t want to put in my body.
So now, every day I look in the mirror, I can look at how far I’ve come and say –I EARNED IT! Thank you very much.
And you know what? It wasn’t as bad as I thought. Plus, I think it’s more satisfying.