As I write this, I’m wearing capris that I haven’t been able to get into for two years.
Even when I bought them at a Claiborne outlet they would barely zip closed. But they were too cute to pass up and that, combined with a great bargain price (the deciding factor), convinced me that one day I’d lose enough weight that they’d fit right.
“One day” arrived at my last Jenny Craig weigh-in. It was my best loss since I started this dieting effort for the paper’s Shape We’re In project.
I’d loss 6.6 pounds since my previous visit, bringing my total loss back to the 25 I’d lost prior to the prednisone-fueled feeding-frenzy.
Additionally, that weigh-in also marked a visit I dread more than weigh-ins: measurements. But I’d lost 2 inches in the waist and 2 in the stomach for a total of 18 inches lost.