Week fourteen: springy

I've turned a corner. At least I think i have! I went to my WW meeting after deciding I would eat more and lo, I dropped four point two pounds.  In one week. It made such a difference to my attitude. Suddenly I feel like this thing is actually do-able. I think I'm about 12 pounds down from my starting date but because they are slow coming off and because I feel like I have worked really hard to loose each and every one of them, I have a sense that this will be weight lost for good. Good-bye, gone type of weight loss, rather than the "I'll see you (plus your damn friends) in a few months."

And here I must tell the story of the silk pants.They are blue grey, quite lovely, purchased, oh a good five or six years ago. I really like them. I call them my cigarette pants. I'm not sure why.Maybe because they're raw silk, maybe because of the cut, tapered at the calf and stopping just above the ankle, I don't know. Maybe just because I feel elegant and sort of classy in them. They are also pants one would only wear in the spring or summer but this time last year, Easter morning, indeed, 2009 I put on my elegant blue silk cigarette pants and saw to my dismay that my thighs were touching the outside of the fabric clear through the lining. My legs looked like sausages packed into casing. The blue spring silk lovely trousers were put away last year until....last week, when, again, to my surprise, I tried them on and lo, two full inches of fabric between my leg and the outside silk fabric. They didn't exactly bag on me but they did fit and with room to spare. I wore those blue trousers to church Easter Sunday and I got about three comments: "You've lost weight. You look great" etc etc. And even though I haven't lost weight quickly, I've toned up the muscles that have to hold all that weight. And, it feels good. I'm well on my way now. My mantra is "Put only good things into your body."

Ashley gave me a new routine.I've stepped up yoga from twice to three times a week and I'm even getting out on the running trails once in a while. It's spring and there's a spring in my step, because I feel prettier, more alive. The body that houses my spirit feels like it's just had a good spring cleaning and it's putting energy into my step and light into my eyes. Away we go into the whirlwind world of feeling good. It's all happening and I am glad. Namaste.