It’s so lovely to get away from it all…the reality is we are only an hour away from home but the hotel has acres and acres of grounds and it’s a bit off the beaten track so now we’ve unpacked and had a couple of Pinot Grigios in the wood-panelled bar, home feels a million miles away.
This is a treat for our mums, both of whom are less independent than they used to be. As we speak, the wrinklies are having a little siesta and my friend has his nose in a book so I’m just going to grab ten minutes with you guys before going for a nice long walk around the grounds, then maybe a swim. Heaven.
We stopped and had lunch in a gorgeous little market town on the way here. The cafe was rustic and quite small, and as we walked in my heart sank when I realised the only free table was tucked right away in the far corner. As the skinny string bean in an apron grabbed the menus and indicated I should follow her as she glided in and out of the tables (which were packed in as tightly as sardines in a tin) I stood rooted to the spot, desperately trying to think of a reason why we couldn’t possibly eat there. No way was there room for me in that corner. I couldn’t even get to the table.
And yet, I did. And there was room for me. I didn’t knock anyone’s lunch off on the way either, and nobody had to move their chair so the fat girl could get through…who knew. And then, get this…as we had a post-lunch poke around the lovely little town, I saw the most gorgeous sweater in the window of a boutique.
Im not sure why I went in, I mean I’m used to my eyes not even bothering to linger on clothes in non fat-girl shops. Little independent boutiques, forget it, I mean seriously. They had a lot of layered look stuff which tends to be free size anyway, but there’s free size and free size you know? Not usually my size.
But today I was lucky, both the sweater and a pair of co-ordinating pants were up to the challenge! I think the lady in the shop was a bit taken aback when I hugged her, but I was just so bloody happy I couldn’t quite help it.
I’m reminded daily how awesome it feels to be plain fat, rather than the kind of fat that I was before. Everything I’ve done this perfect day wouldn’t have happened just a few months ago, and remembering little fist-bump moments like this on days where I’m struggling is what’s going to get me over the line, you know?
Right, I’m off for my walk…have a great weekend all ?
Have a wonderful time with your mom. I love pink and new clothes in at traditional shop is exciting. I fondly remember the first time I could shop in a regular size store. Way to go going to the gym. Many wonderful experiences await you.
I know ? It feels good doesn’t it!
Dee, that’s fabulous!!! I caution you…don’t spend too much money on clothes, because you are going to lose more and more weight and the cost to your wallet can be insurmountable. I remember buying new clothes for the first time and getting all excited about it. I dropped two sizes less than a month later and another two sizes in two months. THEN another four sizes by the end of summer. It went rapidly. Now I have to buy all new clothes for spring and summer. I spent $80 last night. :-/ It’s fun, don’t get me wrong. And super exciting at first. But then Kaching. Kaching. The sound of the cash register ringing gets old fast.
Congratulations!!! I am super proud of you. It is soooooooooo much fun. And super super exciting.
I can imagine…to be honest I’ve got clothes in pretty much all the sizes anyway but the novelty of being able to walk into a boutique and buy normal stuff almost made me cry! The stuff I bought yesterday were free size so they will follow me down the sizes!
Enjoy that outfit as the sign of many more, even smaller, to come!
I definitely will Mimi ?
Oh.My.God. I’m all chicken skin, Dee! Have a wonderful Mum-and-me weekend, it sounds gorgeous.
We’re having a ball…I’m just about to sneak out to the gym – yeah get me you did hear that right! Happy days ?
These little victories are so important as they help us realize the rewards if we stick to the plan. I used to hate clothes shopping, especially with skinny friends, but now I love to spend time in the mall and have lots of shopping to do as none of my old clothes fit. You need to come over to the US when you need a whole new wardrobe, it is so much cheaper over here!
Have a wonderful weekend with your mum; very appropriate as it is Mother’s Day here tomorrow.
Ah well happy Mother’s Day Claire ? And that sounds like an epic reason to nip stateside!
So far so good! You got this Dee! Now quit blogging and get out there and have FUN!
Also Happy Mothers Day to You from one mom to another on this side of the pond!
Aw and the same to you Susan…have a lovely day ?