Fruits of Labor

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Today truly is one of the happiest and most rewarding days I've had.

I am in desperate need of a new pair of jeans. Here's a long story why; I tried on my largest pair of jeans and now with my current weight, it looks as though the jeans had belonged to a sumo wrestler. Perhaps I could have been well on way to become one, as this very pair had been a torturous squeeze back then when I was pig fat.

Doing some logical deduction thingies in my head, I figured it was time to finally yet cautiously dig out several pairs of jeans that have been left collecting dust in my closet for many years as I had gotten too fat and they would never go past my thighs. I put them on, and to my pleasant surprise they were also too big for me! 

Upon knowing this and realizing that I can't keep on recycling the same two to three pairs of pants I wear to classes (which I do, sadly), today I went to buy a pair of jeans and as per usual was asked my size. I blinked. I had no idea and as the shop assistant whipped out his measuring tape, I began to silently fear the moment of truth.

Would I have gone down a size?

Would I have retained the same size?

Would I be told--again--that they don't carry ginamous sizes for Asian women?

I held my breath as I felt the tape creep and then tighten around my waist.

I fought urges to suck in my stomach.

"31"

What??

"Thirty-one" it was repeated.

I screamed.

I was in total shock. I had learnt that in the period of 6 months, I had gone down six jeans sizes! That's right folks, yours truly had a waistline of 37 inches before she embarked on her health improvement crusade.

I could not be happier to be shown results of my hard work. Fruits of labor. Despite 31" is still quite large for a person with my stats, it serves as massive encouragement and motivation.

What a bright, bright day it is today. :)