A couple of weeks ago, my husband and I celebrated our five year anniversary. Around this time, I was bouncing through the house, and had an idea. I wonder, will my dress still fit?
A few days before the wedding gown discovery, I discovered something else. Saggy undies. Yup. While looking at my profile in the mirror, I looked down and noticed something; my underwear no longer made contact with my butt. HA! And when I say saggy, I mean there was 3-4 inches hanging. I've had to buy smaller shirts, pants, bras, and even shoes. Why on Earth did I not think about underwear? Once again, my husband was there to make jokes... and inform me that my undies were unacceptable. Agreed.
I'm at the point of my journey that I'm having a lot of fun. I'm still adjusting to the compliments, and people asking "where did you go?". I still change clothes several times each morning trying to find something in my closet that isn't ridiculously large. I still grunt, sweat, and ache with each workout. I still try to push my body further than it's been pushed before. And, most importantly, I still can't wait to look in the mirror when I've reached the end of my life changing journey.