First, I went to Kmart last week...just because. I don't shop at Kmart much bc they are sorta ghetto here in Pensacola, but I was killing time so I thought I would pop in. They actually have some pretty cute/hip plus sized clothes. I got a precious dress that I wore this weekend.
Its a little on the short side, but its great for summer and flip flops. I just have to remember to be a lady and bend or squat bc it reveals my Hootananny and Badonkeydonk very easily.
Anyways, back to Kmart.
So I am in a size 22. OKAY?!? But when I go to try on some size 22 shorts...they wont even hardly fit over my damn thighs. Oh I got them up there...but they wouldnt even come close to zipping. WHY is there such a big difference in sizes depending on who makes them? Seriously. RIDICULOUS!
Also, I got to thinking about some of our weight loss plateaus. After the law of blogging bit me in the ass when I posted about how the scale gods had been good to me, I haven't lost much these last 2 weeks. Then I remembered something I heard once, or read....or something. The theory is that our bodies have these internal memories regarding our weight loss. Like, if I dieted and lost weight, got down to say 265 and then stopped dieting and gained a bunch of weight back (true story of course), then my body would remember 265. It puts a "marker" of sorts there at that weight. So when I get to that weight again with my lapband (where I am now), I will have to work to get over that hurdle...bc my bodies memory wants to stop where my last stopping point was. Does that make sense? Do you agree? For some of you who have gotten stuck now or in the past, was it at a weight you had gotten to before than stopped?
Just a thought.