I cheated. This is Friday night and Anton and myself decided we needed to go on a date and get out of the house. We also figured we had been really good about this for a whole seven days and that we deserved a treat.
I wanted to look cute for our date, so I put on some skinny jeans first. This was the first time I had put on clothes other than lounging or workout clothes since we started this diet and I noticed something different about the way my pants were fitting. I was happy with what I saw in the mirror. There was no tummy or back hanging over my jeans and for the first time, I didn't feel like I needed to layer my clothes to hide anything. I looked in my closet and took a risk. I have a purple shirt that is gorgeous but I've never been able to wear it because you can see my tummy in it and when I would layer it with anything, it would make me look thick. I put it on, and I was stunned to find that I looked fucking amazing. With the skinny jeans, the shirt and flats, I took another big risk. I have a cute brown jacket that I bought some time ago. It zips and buttons in the front. It fit "kind of" when I bought it, but since then, I broke the zipper and could no longer button the jacket without it looking like I was bursting out of it. I have worn it unzipped and unbuttoned many times. This was the moment of truth. I put my jacket on and...it buttoned! This was the best it had ever fit! I couldn't stop staring at myself in the mirror and felt good about myself. I got a little teary-eyed, I couldn't believe how good I looked.
Anton and I went to our favorite sushi place in Portland called "Yuki Sushi". They have a vegetarian sushi menu and we ordered from that so it wouldn't stray too far from what we were already doing. Let me tell you, it was the best sushi I had ever tasted in my entire life. We almost cried with joy between every bite. We paced ourselves and didn't eat very much. We left feeling full and satisfied! It was such a good feeling but it made me feel bad about cheating on my diet and made me want to try harder. It felt good to get out of the house and feel good about myself.
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