Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Just another manic Wednesday

Got up and decided this was my morning to dash through the mall and pick up a few things for the ACFW conference. Black shoes and one of those new blousy tops everyone is wearing.

Yesterday was new-cell-phones-day, always a winner. Spent an hour manually transferring my phone numbers. Ah, a day in the life of...

Dillards was having a sale of sales! Ralph Lauren pants, oh so very, very nice, down from $89.50 to $22.50. Amazing deal. I'm talking, these pants were buttery soft. Side leg pockets, v. hip.

And, it's in the dressing room I'm both proud of my recent workout efforts, and mad at my recent eat-what-I-want 'tude.

Size 12 was too big. Size 8 was just a tad snug. I mean, I looked like I'd gain ten pounds but was in denial. Come on, you've worn those jeans or pants before. "No one will notice how stretched the material is around the crotch area."

Size 10 would be perfect. But, nooo, they didn't have any. I debated, and debated. They were so comfortable. But, if I get the 12s, I'll grow to fit into them. If I buy the 8s, no guarantee I'll ever get to wear them. Let's face it, these are the times we live in.

I dial up my sister. "What do I do?"

"Lose five pounds."

"No, duh, Sherlock. But can't do that in the next five minutes. Do I go with 12s or hope to fit the 8s."

"How are you doing losing weight."

"Holding steady."

"Definitely don't get the 12s."

"Right." I knew that.

"And you may never wear the 8s."

"I know, I know, but for $22.50, it's almost worth it."

"No, forget it. Lose five pounds first. It's a two week commitment."

"Two weeks? I'm not sure I have it in me."

"Don't buy the pants."

Fine, but I did find Tommy Hilfiger jeans for $14.50. In my size, thank you. Nevertheless, I can see it's time to lose those pesky final fifteen lbs. Talking about it isn't doing much good.

This portion of my shopping experience came after taking Sarah on a long drive today. We had fun. The Lord had me sing over her. She melted. As we're coming home, I happen to check the gas gauge and noticed, "Hmm, a bit low."

I turn the corner and the car dies. Right in front of a gas station. As it turns out, the gauge isn't accurate. We ran out of gas.

How amazing. I know God was with us. If we'd ran out of gas on the drive, or going over the causeway... yikes. I would not have been a happy camper.

Coming home, stopped at the Jiffy for a Diet Coke. Was in line behind a woman buying two, 2-litres of Coke, milk, white bread, a Butterfinger, and a packet of chocolate donuts.

Now, I don't know if it was all for her, but I thought how easily we get trapped into food habits. Diet Coke is for me. I admit. While the woman might be uncomfortable with her weight from time to time, I'm sure she doesn't feel she's eating all the much.

I know that's my issue. So it's only a few fifteen or twenty pounds. To lose it, I have to change, a lot. I'm boosting the working out and weight lifting, but, um, can I keep my chips and french fries?

See, we all have our thing. We cannot judge. Just pray for one another.

Oh, got a really cute top! I'm too cute today! ;)

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Sharon Hayes said...

Hey Rach, you go girl - 12's are too big??? WOW!! That is terrific.

Have fun at ACWF conference

Love ya Mom

Julie said...

Wow! You make me want to go to Dillard's to get some clothes! lol

Hey, I'm right there with you! I have 14lbs to go to reach my goal. Now that school has started, my workouts have gone way down. I walk a lot at school but don't want to count that. badly do you want to lose those 15? Maybe a little competition? Email me!

Love you!

Rebekah said...

Yeah, we were supposed to lose 10 lbs this month. I have been exercising but I seem to be restarting my diet every morning. Now I have 2 weeks to lose 10 lbs. hmmm, dont think I can make 5 by this point

Anonymous said...

Trying on clothese bums me out. I never enjoyed shopping with my oldest daughter when she tries on clothes, as it is depressing. Also I've learned I cannot trust those mirrors in dressing rooms. I can trust my husband opinion better. Boy wish I was back in a 12 but haven't been there since I graduated HIgh School in 1968. My youngest daughter now just moved into a 10 finally after a car wreck caused her to gain weight.
Jane Squires

Anonymous said...

By the way, "Diet" drinks with artificial sweeteners are great for diabetics and the like; but there are studies that suggest those same sweeteners fool your system into producing the same amount of fat as it would with real sugar. You probably didn't want to hear that...