Sigh. For as long as I can remember, I've practically been a slave to whatever the size label of the inside of my pants says -- because I've associated my attractiveness with it not going above a certain number. Every time I go shopping, I only choose things in "my" size, and if they don't fit, I won't buy them -- because wearing anything bigger than what I deem to be an appropriate size is basically like letting myself go or something.
But here's the thing -- over the past month-and-a-half or so, I've been eating healthy and working out like crazy. Like almost every single day of the week. And you know what? I look better. I've only lost about five pounds or so, but when I look in the mirror, I see a woman who looks more toned, fit, and (dare I say it?) -- GOOD.
And that's why I was kind of shocked when I went to try on a couple pairs of capri pants last weekend in "my" size, and they were too tight in the butt.