I got very close to this about ten years ago when I worked in the rubber stamp store downtown. I was almost into a 14 on a permanent basis. When I had started working there I was a 22. I got down to a 16 within two years and was well on the way to a 14 when the class reunion happened and then things went south.
I wasn't even trying to lose weight. I was just trying to get more energy to spend more and more time alone in the store as I was being left with more and more responsibilities. I ended up on the Jared diet because there was a Subway across the street and I wasn't home enough to prep meals ahead of time. Pretty soon... Huzzah!!
Now this time I started at a 20 and within a few months of being at the hotel I was into an 18, 16 a few short weeks after that... hit a plateau and now I am down into a 14. I wonder if I can find that size in the thrift stores. I really want to have a brand new pair of jeans from Catherines (fat lady shop). Its a size 2. Its a great fitting pair of jeans and it is the lowest size they even stock. After that I am onto the regular sizes and on the way to sizes I only dreamed of while feeding my face with four egg omelettes. I know. And I don't even like eggs that much. But that was what I did as a preteen. Only thing I knew I knew how to make.
I don't feel like I should be in a 14 just because there is so little muscle tone under the skin. Most likely that has about 75% to do with the inability to be fast. I was pretty good when I first lost weight but without muscle tone I am moving the same amount of force with less power... like having a clogged air filter on the car. Unfortunately building the muscle requires two things I now don't have... money and time to hit the gym. Oh crumbs!
But... I am in a 14 and likely to hit a 12 by January.
Yea me!
Yea you!
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