When I decided to lose weight, nobody told me that one of the dilemmas I would face is that my clothes would fall off at some point. I mean it’s not like I don’t know this, but when you’re going through it, it’s not like you expect your favorite pants to get too big for your shrinking bum. Like I shared in a previous post, I am still the same person even though I lost all this weight.
But one recent day, my beloved chirpy aunt started to laugh, referring to my shorts as “baggy-style” while walking behind me.
I told her they’re not meant to be baggy, and that it’s something that happens when one loses 35 lbs! She couldn’t stop laughing to herself. Whatever, I brushed it off.
So today I wore baggy pants out again because it didn’t really register why she was laughing at me that day. Passing by some of the mirrors at Suria Sabah, I caught a glimpse of how funny I looked.
I looked like a child in adult’s clothing, that’s how ridiculous I looked!
That’s it. I’m going in to FOS to buy me a pair of shorts that fit!
I looked around the racks, and tried to look for my regular Asian XL sizes, but they didn’t look right. Thinking that I would probably be an Asian size L now, I looked for those instead. But looking at the pants, they looked like they’d fall off too!
Finally, I found a pair of shorts that looked like they’d fit. I looked for the label to see the size (just in case my eyes played tricks on me), and to my shock, it read US size 6.
US SIZE 6? No freaking way!
Now let me tell you how that felt. The last time I shopped for a pair of pants, I was a US 10, (UK 12/AU 14). Maybe I was being delusional I thought. I mean I lost weight, but it sure doesn’t feel like it was enough to jump from a US 10 to a US 6 in 8 months (UK 8/AU 10). You only read stuff like that from Biggest Loser contestants.
I don’t even remember ever being a size 6 in my life. But yea, okay, sometimes FOS gets the sizes wrong and it’s best to just find a couple of more items and head to the fitting room. I took a few other size 6s in different designs and headed to the fitting room.
First of all, I could zip and button ALL THE SIZE 6 pants up, even though admittedly some looked a bit too snug for comfort. But man, let me tell you. Fitting into size 6 pants? INCREDIBLE!
Anyhow, I decided to get just one pair of shorts. Yes, it was a size 6. I still have to pinch myself.
When I got home, I took off baggy pants to compare it with the new one I bought and here’s what the difference looks like.
I still can’t wrap my head around how I managed to squeeze my bum into size 6 shorts. So I guess my advice to you is, don’t try to obsess over what size you are. Just work out and eat right. One day, you’ll just fit into a pair of size 6 pants without knowing how the heck you did it.
To motivate you (even though I already shared it on Facebook), here are some leggy shots from last Sunday. Even elephant trunks can get toned yes?
My secret? Skip, run, squat, lunge!
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got to go put on those pair of shorts one more time to believe it!
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