My Measurements, As Of Today
Carol told me to go home and write this down in my journal. Since this is what I usually use for that purpose, at least the most consistently, here it goes:
Top of bust: 40 inches
Mid bust: 46 inches
Bottom of bust: 38 inches
Waist: 36.5 inches
Hip: 51 inches
I took measurements earlier this year for something I bought from J.C. Penny's online catalog, and I remember being utterly disgusted when I got to my hips. They were on the verge of cutting me out of a lot of clothing options; they strained the scales of even generous retailers. I recall that they were 54 or 56 inches then. I am just glad they aren't that large now, and I look forward to what they'll be six months from now.
I say this after having visited Victoria's Secret this afternoon, looking better in my purple dress than I have ever looked previous times I've worn it. I kept thinking that if you don't want to threaten your feelings of good will toward your diet and exercise routines, you probably shouldn't go to Victoria's Secret, but in truth, it didn't rattle me the way I feared it might. I understood that I was still a giant in the land of the little people. My arms swung like a dock worker's. My hips now are probably large enough for two of their models. But even at my best, I am never going to be 5'8", nor am I aiming to let the camera determine my acceptable weight.
I haven't changed my life to look like them. I have changed my life to be a healthier me. I don't have to starve or avoid half the foods I like on my plate, and I faced my daily workout with real enthusiasm this evening, regardless of how late I had to wait. So, either way - I win.
Top of bust: 40 inches
Mid bust: 46 inches
Bottom of bust: 38 inches
Waist: 36.5 inches
Hip: 51 inches
I took measurements earlier this year for something I bought from J.C. Penny's online catalog, and I remember being utterly disgusted when I got to my hips. They were on the verge of cutting me out of a lot of clothing options; they strained the scales of even generous retailers. I recall that they were 54 or 56 inches then. I am just glad they aren't that large now, and I look forward to what they'll be six months from now.
I say this after having visited Victoria's Secret this afternoon, looking better in my purple dress than I have ever looked previous times I've worn it. I kept thinking that if you don't want to threaten your feelings of good will toward your diet and exercise routines, you probably shouldn't go to Victoria's Secret, but in truth, it didn't rattle me the way I feared it might. I understood that I was still a giant in the land of the little people. My arms swung like a dock worker's. My hips now are probably large enough for two of their models. But even at my best, I am never going to be 5'8", nor am I aiming to let the camera determine my acceptable weight.
I haven't changed my life to look like them. I have changed my life to be a healthier me. I don't have to starve or avoid half the foods I like on my plate, and I faced my daily workout with real enthusiasm this evening, regardless of how late I had to wait. So, either way - I win.