Confessions of a Fat Girl 21: Perfect Fit!

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November 18th, 2009

I was able to manage 90 minutes at the gym, and my back didn’t seem quite as sore anymore. When I got home, as tempted as I was to make yesterday’s delicious quinoa meal (and trust me, it was d.e.l.i.c.i.o.u.s!!!), I decided to make some smoothies and fresh juice instead.

I can’t tell you easy fresh juicing has made things for me. Buying a juice extractor, and keeping a supply of fresh fruits and vegetables in the fridge, has been my saving grace every time I have longed for a sweet treat. They have been able to instantly satiate my sweet tooth, but without all the extra calories!

Sure, fresh juicing costs money, but to steal a quote from my favorite movie (Moonstruck), “It costs money, it costs money! Because it saves money!” The point being that it costs far less than one might end up spending on medical bills later in the future. Gbam!

Today, I decided to make my usual green smoothie (cucumber, apples, and lettuce), and juiced a pineapple as a snack.

As I sat in the living room, I was struck by how inactive my life has become. Not by way of exercise, as I’m getting quite enough of that. But professionally and socially, it has almost screeched to a halt. Ever since we made the decision to downscale my operations at my shop, I haven’t been there at all. Yes, I talk with my girls several times a day, but I just haven’t felt motivated enough to make the drive over there.

It suddenly struck me what the problem is. I have been so out of touch with what is going on in the corporate world, that I have started feeling stagnated. I suddenly realized how long it has been since I drove to VI to see what’s going on in town. Yes, I keep up with what’s in the news, and JJ and Chidera try to keep me up-to-date, but I think it’s high time I actually made a trip there myself.

If I’m to be honest, I withdrew from public life for a reason. Even though I was always fat, I grew even larger after I left my bank job. I soon got tired of hearing “Na wa oh, Ihunna! You wan finish all the food for your Oga house!”, “You’ve really put on weight oh! See enjoyment”, or the more cautious one from the people I was closer to “Ihunna, you need to take it easy! What is this?!”

Soon, the thought of seeing these people from my past was enough to keep me confined to the four corners of my house, my shop, my grocery store, and Church.

But not only do I really need to hobnob with my old friends, I’m looking much better than I did back then, and can’t wait to show it off!

So, I picked up the phone and called some of my old friends from not only the bank I resigned from, but the one I had worked at before I married. I made a late breakfast date with my colleagues from the latter, and a lunch date with my colleagues from the former, both for tomorrow. Hmmm, I can hardly wait.

Excited, I went to my closet, to look for something to wear. That fitted dress caught my eye, and I remembered that I was supposed to have tried it on after Monday’s weigh-in. So, I grabbed it, and proceeded to squeeze myself into it….except it wasn’t a squeeze…but a nice, smooth glide! I thought I was dreaming!

Remember that scene in The Holiday when Kate Winslet’s Iris finally realizes that she’s no longer in love with Jasper Bloom? She throws her arms in the air and squeels freely, with delight. That’s how I felt after wearing that dress! My fitted size 20 dress was now a perfect fit. Perfect!!! I have dropped 2 dress sizes, confirmed!!! If a fitted size 20 fits, maybe I could even try my luck with a size 18…

Nah! No need to dream that far! I’ve decided to relish this confortable size 20, for now. Besides, I don’t think I have any size 18 clothes in my closet that I could try on. But the more I think about it, the more I think I need to start working towards it…as my next closet goal. The size 22 jeans that were my original goal, are now like a sack on me…mega loose. And now, the fitted size 20 dress is a perfect fit. I need to get myself something beautiful, in a size 18, to work towards!

But for tomorrow, I settled on a brown striped wrap top, with navy blue pants…both of them from my size 20 stash! I bought the top over 6 years ago, and briefly worried if it might now be a dated style. But I’ve decided to wear it anyway. Somehow, I think I’ll be able to pull it off.

I can’t wait!

 

 

Catch up on Ihunna’s story here:

  1. Confessions of a Fat Girl 1: Grubbido
  2. Confessions of a Fat Girl 2: Fragile
  3. Confessions of a Fat Girl 3: Defiant
  4. Confessions of a Fat Girl 4: Progress
  5. Confessions of a Fat Girl 5: The Gym
  6. Confessions of a Fat Girl 6: Killjoy
  7. Confessions of a Fat Girl 7: Pain
  8. Confessions of a Fat Girl 8: Frenemies
  9. Confessions of a Fat Girl 9: Exhilarated
  10. Confessions of a Fat Girl 10: Popcorn
  11. Confessions of a Fat Girl 11: Free-fall
  12. Confessions of a Fat Girl 12: Sunday Morning
  13. Confessions of a Fat Girl 13: Mission Reactivated
  14. Confessions of a Fat Girl 14: New Things
  15. Confessions of a Fat Girl 15: Bad Business
  16. Confessions of a Fat Girl 16: Luxury Items
  17. Confessions of a Fat Girl 17: The Solution
  18. Confessions of a Fat Girl 18: Magic Formula
  19. Confessions of a Fat Girl 19: Date Night
  20. Confessions of a Fat Girl 20: Quinoa

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