Today I was so happy I hadn’t thrown away my fat jeans. The skinny jeans weren’t workin’. I couldn’t breathe. I remembered that moment when I bought the skinny jeans and thought I should throw away all the chubby boy stuff…sort of like burning the bridge so I wouldn’t be tempted to go back. But alas, I was either prophetic or a coward, and today I was grateful. I wore the fat jeans all day long.
But I wasn’t JUST grateful that I had a pair of fat jeans. I was grateful that it wasn’t hugely traumatic. I think I took it in stride. I understood that on Thursday I was going to be singing at the BYU Women’s Conference for several thousand ladies and that even major surgery could not get me back into the skinny jeans by then AND STILL I was able to find joy throughout the day. I think I may have come to terms with my appearance on this 27th day in April. I think that I can own the fact that as a middle aged, clinically depressed, type II diabetic there’s gonna be days when that’s what I look like. And that’s okay with me. Victory. I’m accepting myself, at least this part of myself, for what I am. I may have a tough time EVER getting back into the skinny jeans, no matter how much I work out or how severely I diet. Skinny jeans may be a memory of my vain pre-M2B:) self!!!!!
But I think I’ll keep ‘em in the bottom drawer, just in case.
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40 minutes on the treadmill. Still, I go from skinny to fat to skinny to fat jeans all the time. I close my eyes and remember who I am, and it is not a jean size. And neither are you. You’re the cute guy in the glasses -
I am with k! Besides skinny is over-rated!
i’ve decided skinny or fat it is nice to have clothes that fit your body! too big and too small are not much fun to wear out in public. Happy Happy Joy Joy
You’re right. Skinny jeans, fat jeans, I just want a pair that fits. Bonus points if they make me look skinny or detract from one of my other character flaws
If we were all meant to be “skinny”, chocolate would not have been invented. Nor double buttered movie popcorn.
I have always told my kids if they can do what they want to do; run, jump, swim, play then their bodies are perfect. If they need help to get them fit and strong I can help, but skinny and fat are not words we use. Healthy and strong.
(and for the record, my skinny jeans are in a rubbermaid on the top shelf in the closet and someday [although I may have to be dead to accomplish it] I will wear them again)
Something I am dealing with right now………used to be very active and in shape……..health problems settle in and I can no longer work out………oozing on the couch……..daily working at being happy with where I am and who I am………that enduring happily thing. Most days I can! And I’m grateful for those days.
I never thought I’d reach the day when i heard (or read) that a man actually has fat and skinny jeans and keeps his skinny jeans at the bottom of his drawer-just in case. This made smile