So I was getting ready this morning to go to that basketball game that I’m at right now (I’m still sick but this still counts as a staycation because it’s fun right?) and I pulled out a pair of pants I bought for myself about two months into recovery.
At the time, I got this pair and another pair of pants. And I actually didn’t think I would have to buy another pair-ever again.
Two months in recovery means my body is done changing, right?
Well, apparently not.
When these jeans fit tighter today, my first instinct was that they are tight because I didn’t work out in almost a week now plus the holiday food fun I’ve been having.
But then I realized, I got these in the very beginning of my recovery.
Who said they will always fit how they fit at the beginning of my body getting healthy again?
I could spend my energy bad talking my body with Ed like I did for the first half of my day, or I could have a reality check moment and recognize that I am not in control of how my body changes.
If it changed since my fist two months of recovery, which being almost at my year mark makes sense, then I guess I need to honor that right?
Ed says no, but really, what does Ed know now a days anyway?
So I guess my point is, mom, I need new jeans…again.
Thank you in advance.