No More Pants Dance

There is something that some of us go through every morning. You go to your closet. You grab your favorite pair of jeans. And then it hits you. They were JUST in the dryer. And they were tight last time you put them on, so this time it can only be worse. You manage to get your calves in and get those jeans snugly up to your thighs and then it begins: The Pants Dance.

You jump. You shake. You jiggle all around. Maybe you even lie on the bed to get that damn zipper up. I know, friends, because I know all too well about the pants dance. It's especially no fun if someone walks in on your pants dance. Then you have to play it off like you were just convulsing by choice, like its normal.

Well this week has been a little different for me. Thanks to a few weeks of lunch time work outs and my evening gym routine, the pants dance is no more. Well, at least for the jeans I currently own. It was so exciting. I pulled out my favorite (and only) pair of Lucky blue jeans. I got one leg in, then the other and then pulled them up. No shimmy or shake needed. I looked in the mirror to make sure I had the right pair on. Sure enough it was them. They are the same pants that were squeezing the life out of me a month or so ago!

I have to say it felt amazing! But then my next thought was, "oh no! i may have to actually buy new clothes soon". So I ask you, friends, when does one decide that it's time for new clothes? I have a theory that I should wait until they don't stay on my ass on their own, but this may not be appropriate in public in case they fall down. But the dilemma is this: I am saving for a wedding. How do I justify buying any new clothes at all? I don't really have a definite answer to that question quite yet, however I'm thinking that maybe once I've met a certain amount of weight loss (say maybe ten pounds), then maybe I'll buy some new clothes and THROW AWAY the old. Because let's be serious, I hope to never have to buy these larger sizes ever again!