Clothing Can Make a Difference
Writing by Deb, Diet, Weight Loss and Fat Fighting Blogger! on Sunday, 18 of May , 2008 at 1:45 pm
There was a town wide yard sale yesterday, and we joined in. We ended up raising not quite $200, but every penny is a victory, since the money is being donated to Breast Cancer research. I had on my Avon Walk (walking in October) shirt and hat, along with a walk-a-thon poster and donation bucket.
I started my day with my regular smoothie, and knew I’d have to keep an eye on eating again during the middle of it. I went 5 hours, which isn’t too bad, though I should be at about 3-4 hours for eating. I came in and made some egg whites with a piece of healthy multi-grain toast (dry). Hubby was able to stand out if people came by.
I felt good about what I was doing, and am glad the proceeds are going to charity. What I didn’t feel good about was how I looked in my shirt. It’s not the most flattering shirt on me, but I wore it anyway. I smiled, and looked fat, but I still smiled. I always look fat, don’t get me wrong….I didn’t lose 100 pounds overnight, but some things are a little more flattering.
I was glad when we went out a little later that evening, that I had switched to a more flattering outfit.
It’s interesting that you carry yourself completely different when you like how you look. I felt stylish, comfortable and happy. I smiled this time too, but I think I stood a little differently, and I wasn’t berating myself inside.
Wearing something that makes you feel good really does make you feel better. While I wore the t-shirt with pride, I didn’t feel internal pride as to my appearance. It’s okay..I’m a grown-up, and I handled it….one day I’ll like how I look in a boxy cut t-shirt, but until then, I’ll mostly pass on those.
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Hi, I'm Deb and I'm one of those roller coaster dieters. I want to lose weight, I don't care anymore, I want to look good, I'm tired of thinking about food, and such. Exercise is like a dirty word that I'm trying to make friends with. We'll see how it goes.
