wayward weekend

This weekend has been the first time since I started (save jury duty) that my whole schedule has been thrown completely out of whack. I woke up around 11:30 AM and had yogurt and toast with Nutella for breakfast. Not bad, and then I pretty much lazed around all day, explaining in my head that since it was reward day, I didn't need to bust my ass cleaning my apartment or running around doing errands.

Random Product Placement I'm Not Being Paid For: One thing I did do was wax my legs. I hate dealing with hair removal. It's the one part about being a woman that I truly despise and hate. It's time-consuming, it costs money (what DOESN'T cost money about being a woman??? Feminine hygiene products, bras we have to wear and men don't, birth control, etc.) waxing can be painful, and worse, men don't have to do it. But I'm not going to get up on my feminist soapbox in this blog. I can do that on my other blogs.

Anyway, hair removal for me is always a big debacle because I hate doing it, so I am always looking for quick, easy, relatively painless, and un-messy ways to remove hair from my legs and body. A co-worker told me about Nair Milk and Honey Microwaveable Roll-On Wax.

This. Stuff. Is. Sent. From. Heaven. I love it, it's easy to use, it's fast, it hurts because there's no way waxing can't hurt, but it's not so bad once you get started. I've never really minded waxing, it's the messiness involved that drives me crazy, but this roll-on wax eliminates that. And the best part? It's water-soluble, so even if you do get some on the tub, or there's residue left on your leg after ripping off a strip, it's easily rinsed off with warm water. It's amazing, sincerely it is. Just thought I would give them a shout out since they made my hair removal experience, normally an annoying nightmare, quite an easy and simple excursion.

That's enough of that, back to more important matters, like what I got up to this weekend that's knocked me so off my Happy Healthy Gina course (but not really).

So I woke up, had breakfast, waxed my legs, and chatted with my man for the whole afternoon into the evening. I had lunch (breakfast burrito) and then went to Kohl's to buy those sparkly shoes I really wanted. They didn't have my size, and after I tried a few pairs on, I realized how uncomfortable they were going to be anyway, so I shopped around and settled on a silver pair of lower heels that ended up looking amazing with the "faux jeans" Vera Wang leggings I also bought on that excursion to Kohl's and the purple top I decided to wear.

I. Actually. Felt. Attractive. Of course, my man saying that he could have a wank even if he was only allowed to see me from the calves down with those leggings and shoes definitely helped, but I just knew I looked quite good last night, even if he hadn't said that before I went out. I have never felt that way in my life. Ever. I have never thought, "Hey, someone could glance at me and find me attractive in this outfit I'm wearing." It was an amazing feeling and one I'm now quite hungry for and can't wait to feel again.

Clothes do matter, and I never cared about them before. Before, I just bought clothes that I could fit into without ballooning over the top too badly, or clothes that didn't cling to my jelly rolls. Now that I know what it feels like to wear clothes that actually fit and show off my best attributes (my boobies and legs) I know that I can look and feel attractive and it's a truly eye-opening feeling. I can't believe I've gone my whole life unable to feel that way, never thinking there was any way I could feel that feeling.

I gave up on myself, I had let myself down. Thankfully, it didn't take a mid-life crisis or later to realize my  mistake and fix it. I am on the right path to making myself a whole, happy, and healthy person, and nothing is going to stop me now. I've had a taste of the rewarding benefits of my efforts, and there's no turning back. I'm hooked on healthiness and happiness and it's an addiction I'm never going to break.

I didn't get in until past 6:00 A.M. last night, and it was completely worth it. I don't care that I had a Jimmy John's sandwich around 3:00 AM (NOT allowed in my eating schedule), I don't care that I had three rum and Cokes (sodas are NOT allowed, either)... It was all worth it, and I won't be going out like this every weekend. This is the first time in at least the two months that I've been doing this whole thing that I have, so I don't feel guilty at all. It was too much fun and I felt way too good about myself to regret it.

I need to go clothes shopping and buy better fitting clothes. It was too amazing... :)

P.S. I almost forgot to mention another awesome thing that happened yesterday at Kohl's... I decided to try on some shorts just to see what they would look like on me because one of my goals for this summer is to buy some shorts, a bathing suit, and a sundress, and wear them all a few times. I haven't owned any of those items in a long time, and I think it's high time I did. But anyway, I tried on some shorts, and I fit into a size 24. I didn't try a size 22, but I bet I could have fit into them, even though they might have been a bit tight. When I started this whole thing nearly 40 days ago, I was wearing size 28 jeans and dress slacks. I tried on size 24 jean shorts yesterday and could fit them.

Also, the Vera Wang leggings I bought, I bought them in the size I already have a few pairs in because I knew I could fit them. They were actually a little bit baggy on me, so I probably could have gone down a size in those, too. I'm so excited. I love seeing the sizes go down and the numbers on the scale going down. It's so enthralling and makes me feel so good. Being happy and healthy is the best decision I've ever made.