One of the things I've been waiting for most on my diet is to start noticing better fits in my clothing, and eventually having clothes simply be too large for me. Today was the first small signs that I'm shrinking: a pair of 58 dockers fit extremely well today, and I found a pair of 56 jeans in the back of my closet that while not comfy, at least buttoned without strain. Before my diet I was, shall we say, a generous size 60, so I figure I've officially lost a pants size.
On the more depressing side of things, there are still many things that I thought I should be able to fit into that are still far too tight on me. Still, any additions to my wardrobe are gifts from above. One of the hidden hassles of being hyper obese is the difficulty and expense in buying clothes. Not only are they hard to find, but a basic pair of jeans run $60 or more. With the few pieces I've been able to fit into I'm enjoying the same benefits most people get after spending a few hundred dollars at a department store.
I found a pair of black dockers in my closet that I'm not sure I even remember wearing. I'm glad I have them, as black pants are useful, but I'm not sure what to wear with them. I'll have to do some research. I get to wear my black suit to a wedding on Saturday, and it should fit better than it ever did. It was the largest a big men's store carried when I bought it a few years back, and it was pretty skin tight then. The jacket fit properly today, and the pants were almost comfortable.
Tangible achievements like this really help keep me going. I played some Warhammer today, and traditionally we go to Denny's afterward. I just had a diet coke, but damn did those nachos look and smell good. I very consciously shift in my seat, feeling how my pants felt on me to remind me that there was a reason for this diet.
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