When I finally gave myself some grace, and decided that even though I would probably gain ten, maybe even twenty at times, it wasn’t going to be the end of all of my hard work. I have done just that many, many times in the last eighteen years, but I’ve rarely gone higher than twenty pounds over my ideal weight. When you’ve been sixty to one hundred pounds away from your goal weight for more times than you can recall, as I have, twenty pounds away is absolutely no big deal. I can take that kind of weight off in a month or so, and keep it off for a couple of years. I'm 5'10 by the way, so I have a larger frame on my side; the only thing that matters is that I notice the gain, do something about it, and continue living life.
The next biggest change, beyond not weighing up constantly and living and dying by that dreaded number, and a three time a week work out regimen at the gym, was the great wardrobe give away! This probably was the scariest change I made in my life, to get rid of the three separate wardrobes in my closet. Until that time I used to keep several pairs of pants, blouses and skirts that ranged in sizes six to sixteen. It was really, really tough to bag up every stick of clothing that was larger than a size eight and take it to the Good Will, but I did it! I am a bit of a clothes horse, truth be told, but I also am a consignment and thrift store shopper, so my closet still rotates quite a bit, it is with a wide variety of styles, colors and looks. The sizes are no longer ten numbers in difference from the smallest to largest.
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