I took a chance tonight and pulled out a box of old, smaller clothes that I have been saving for years for my trip back down the scale. Many times I was ready to give up the dream of fitting back into these clothes and almost gave them to Goodwill, but I held on to a few things. Tonight, with much anxiety I removed what Kerry has always called my "hot jeans"—J-Crew 36-inch, regular cut...not the baggy, relaxed fit.
I looked at the jeans. They looked very small, and as I pulled them up my legs, I was convinced they were going to get stuck mid-thigh. But they made it all the way up, zipped and buttoned. And the kicker is they weren't even tight. This is the first time I have worn these jeans in many years (no they are not acid-washed), and being able to fit into them again made my weight loss progress real for me.
I have been very aware of my ongoing weight loss, but I have not been so focused on the numbers or even comparing where my weight is now to where I want it to be. My primary focus for the past eight months has been on Bob's "whys" and really understanding the emotional side of the equation that had brought me to a very unhealthy 296 pounds. The mental and emotional changes over the past eight month far outweigh (no pun intended) the actual weight loss, because these are the real keys to my success and will continue to be for the rest of my life.