Here are a couple pictures from the turkey trot. The pictures on the right are Mel and I staying warm in the car before the trot started, my race bib, and Mel and I at the finish line. Please notice the icicle that is forming off of Mel's eyebrow....icicle...it was cold. The picture on the left is the shirt we received for participating. The size? It's a large.
Why do I mention the size of the above orange shirt? Because, it is the first time since before I was a teenager that I am able to wear a size that does not have an X included in the size. I own one other t-shirt that is a large, and wore it to yoga and training last week. It's really very exciting to think about. As small as an X is on a tag inside a piece of clothing, it feels pretty monumental to be able to wear something that doesn't have an X included in the size.
Thanksgiving went well. There were no family spats, that I noticed. I think that was the first time in a while we've had a peaceful family get together where everyone got along. I ate myself into a coma and didn't feel bad about it in the slightest. The good thing about holidays with my family is my aunt does Thanksgiving and she's pretty health conscious. So, as an appetizer, she offered hummus with veggies. Our dinner had the usual turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, but she then had baked sweet potatoes instead of the typical casserole with marshmallows. And then I brought roasted brussels sprouts. I took half pieces of pie and ended with a single glass of champagne. Everything in moderation, right? I still was stuffed, but tried to fill my plate with more turkey and brussels sprouts than carbs. Not sure how well I did, but I felt I did better than I would've in the past. Only thing is that I was STARVING by the time I got to my aunts house, after doing the 5k. I had a protein shake on my way home from the turkey trot, but it just wasn't quite enough to satisfy until dinner.
Instead of our traditional family trip to Aurora Farms at midnight, we decided to sleep. My mom and I ended up going to the farms around 11am. It's still pretty much the same deals (as far as what we were looking for), plus we weren't grumpy from lack of sleep and an over stimulation of crowds. This year was extra special, though. Why? Because I was able to go into regular people stores and shop; this was the first year I was not limited to just the stores that offer plus sized clothing. It was a new world! I'm not a big shopper, so I ended up walking away with a pair of jeans, a sweater, and a new pair of running shoes. But that's all I was looking for, so I consider it a success :)
And the jeans? I have officially sized down again. I am now down to a size 16 jeans. It's been 8 months and am down 5 pant sizes. I started this journey at a size 26 pants. I'm not done yet, but it feels like some good progress....even if the scale doesn't reflect all of the progress made. But then again, the scale is just a number. I'm thinking of cutting down my weigh-ins to just once per month, instead of every week. I think that will help me to not rely on that number as much and just focus on how my body feels and the physical changes that are occurring. I need to measure again very soon.
Anyway, below is my newest progress picture. The newest picture are the size 16 jeans I purchased :)
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