I started a weight loss journey two years ago. My goal at the end --- a pair of really cool jeans.
I have Mom jeans. Have always had Mom jeans. I'm a small town non-girly girl who hasn't strayed much in hair styles or jean styles during my Mom years.
Give me a pair of faded Levis 515 boot cut jeans, and I can make them last forever. Literally, until the knees fall out.
Two years ago when I began my weight loss journey I had several pairs of Levis 515 in varying sizes. Thankfully I shrunk down to all but the smallest size and donated the others to Goodwill. Ahhhh... those jeans were like an old friend. I can't imagine how long I've had them. It's certainly was a few years between when I bought them, to when I grew out of them, to when I grew back into them to today.
Today. slowly gaining weight back. Comfy. Comfy in my Levis 515. Comfy in life.
This is not the ending to my "audacious" living for 2014 I had planned. Break barriers, try new things, finish my weight loss goal, be better with my family, find "our people".
Instead life takes over, I grow into my comfy jeans. I become comfy.
And, then one day - I bend my knee and my jeans pop out, a small hole, and then it grows and suddenly it isn't so small. And, then the same with the other knee.
It's a reminder to me -- YOU WANT MORE. You don't want these comfy jeans, comfy life. Make comfy uncomfortable. Strive for more. Be more. Do more. Don't settle.
How will I respond?
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