I bought a size 12 jeans. I haven't bought size 12 in forever.
So right now, I weight the same as I did on the day I landed in Melbourne. Which is not saying much, but I know I look better. Maybe because I have more muscle mass.
I cannot WAIT for the day I get into a size 10, and I'm so excited to think that maybe a size 8 is in my not too distant past.
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On a side note, I cannot stop smiling today.
Very very weird.
There are so many things that have reason enough to wipe that smile off, but I cannot stop smiling.
Maybe its because I got my hair coloured yesterday, and all that gray gone has taken the 20 years off me?
Maybe its my clothes fitting cuter?
or maybe someone saw how conflicted I was, and decided I needed to be happy and cheerful for a day?
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