It's hot and humid here. I live in Colorado. I don't do humidity with my hot. I just don't. Come to think of it, I don't do humidity with my cold either.
Anypeeingmyself, bein' as it's hot and humid, I decided I was going to wear a *gasp* dress today - I don't have a lab class today and I can wear flip flops with sundresses. Win all the way around. I knew in my little pea-brain which sundress I was going to wear, but when I looked in the closet, I couldn't find it. It was no where to be found, which is a shame, because it's from a trip to Mexico and they know how to make cool, breatheable sundresses. Instead, the only coolish dress looking thing I could find was one I hadn't been able to wear in years. I was certain that there was no way I was going to get into it, but I thought I'd just attempt to pull it on to see how much more I had to lose to get into it.
I unzipped it and stepped into it, so far, so good.
I started to pull it up (fat people learn quickly it's better to step into clothes than pull them over your head - if you get stuck with your head halfway in a garment, you are both screwed and stupid looking). Again, so far, so good.
Got the arms in the armholes, no panic attack, no binding or constricting...still, so far, so good.
What the hell - go for broke - decided to try the zipper.
Up it went with nary a hitch. I did have to contort myself to get the zipper up the last two inches, as I dropped the pull-thingy and couldn't reach it, but finally managed.
The last time I wore this dress was easily 2006/2007 and I was twenty pounds lighter. I never really fell for that bullshit that muscle weighs more than fat, but I'm thinking that I'm living breathing proof right now. The dress is a little snug around the chesticle area, but that's it.
I was losing motivation to go to the gym - that whole heat/humidity thing is killing me - but the fact that I can get into one of my old favorite dresses had re-ignited my desire to go workout. Maybe by the time I go to HorseMaster I'll be back in my Wranglers (tried those on a couple of weeks ago - still five pounds to go before they're comfortable).
I'm really bad at taking pictures of myself, so if I can get RCC talked into snapping one later, I'll share it. Until then, I can't wait until he sees me in this!