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Tank tops,pajamas, capris not plus size ! Oops oh my!

So the other day started out like any other Saturday. Lazing about for most the morning, making breakfast, a little exercise then my ritual weekend trip to Ross and T. J. Maxx because I love DEALS!!
On my quest for cute and shall I say reasonably priced home goods I detoured to the intimates section where I perused the holiday Pjs. Sad and a little sulky, because clearly I wasn't in the Plus Size section and I was looking at pajamas. I came across a super cute set. Black and white polka dotted cami/capri set with sheer straps and little chiffon flowers on the breast. Umm...I'm pretty sure those PJs were made with me in mind.
 I looked at the size (XL) I shook my head in defeat and reluctantly put the Pjs back on the rack.  There's no way  would fit them. The capris would be like biker shorts and the cami would be some "smedium", unflattering belly shirt! Why do I even bother I thought. * Yes I know a little pity party! Sometimes when you're in the thick of it. It's hard to see how far you've come. Im down from 341 to 270!!!  However, the scale hadn't moved for almost 2 weeks. I was a bit discouraged. Alas I looked at the price tag. Designer PJs for $16.99!!! " Well I could just buy them and put them in my "2 months from now pile." So decidedly I put those cutesy Pjs in my cart and made my way to the home goods section. As I was shying away from the clothing department a cape coat caught my eye. After my mini pity party and my baby pep talk I decided to try on the coat to see how much weight I would have to lose in order to fit it 20lbs? 30lbs? To my surprise I slid the XL coat on easily and buttoned it without strain. In disbelief I re-checked the size and thought this must be an irregular cut. So onward I went in search of another XL garment to see if maybe I was losing it or I really fit an XL.  I picked out a cute purple Calvin Klein dress XL and took it into the fitting room. It wasn't the most flattering cut of dress but it fit! I couldn't believe it. I've heard the saying "it takes a while for your weight perception of yourself to catch up with the reality of your weightloss" I used to laugh and think "there's no way you can't see yourself in the mirror. But its TRUE! Every morning I wake up get dressed and think "Eh not much change".
Later on that night I felt bold, so I took the tags off my XL pjs  which looked more like a Large and stepped into the capris, eyes closed and breath held. They slid on with ease. I opened my eyes in disbelief. Surely the cami wouldn't fit. Over my head it went and it was a bit loose around my mid section!!!  If ever I learned to do a cartwheel that would have been the time to show off but instead I did " the guns"~

 I thought I was delusional but  minutes later  there was a knock at my door. My little sister came over, who hadn't seen me in a few days and said "you're getting skinny as shit sister!" " WTF is happening? " Sister! Look at you !!!" "You're skinnier than when I saw you last time" She said in disbelief as she ran her hands up and down my abdomen and my sides where my love handles aren't sooo prevalent anymore. " 15 more lbs and you wont even have love handles! Shit you barely have them now" I thought about her statement and took a long look in the mirror. My arms lay flat at my sides.  Barely a bulge.  Maybe she's right. Tank tops and clothes I bought in Thailand a year ago are baggy. One of my tunics has become a full on dress. I take pictures few days to document the weight loss because clearly what I see in the mirror cant be trusted. I have mixed feelings about it all. I'm happy to be losing weight, but it's hard for me transitioning from being Plus size which I've been most of my adult life to a regular size.  No longer am I trying to hide behind my clothes. It's strange territory. I'm not complaining by any means. It's just a lot of change and it's a little scary.I'm on the edge of something exciting. I'm out of my comfort zone. Almost 3 months post op and my life has changed so much.  Im healthier, and a great deal more confident. 100 more pounds to go people! This journey is taking me on unexpected emotional twists and turns. Cornelius and my ever shrinking Muffin Top are along for the ride.  An XL! Ahhh I want to scream it from my balcony. Instead I tell all of you, meanwhile, me and my polka dotted Pjs do a happy dance~
                                                                Until next time band fans...

I'm in this kind of mood: Corrine Bailey Rae  Put Your Records On

Off the bandster wagon¯\_(ツ)_/¯

My name is Tiffany, I'm a terrible Lap-bander and my las workout was 2 weeks ago. (Insert bandsters' anonymous group : "Welcome Tiffany") But if you want to count the numerous times I've climbed my apt's stairs moving in, then Ok! *Trust me, it's a workout! The 4th floor is NO JOKE!

 I've been SUPER busy with my new job, buying a car, getting an apartment and adjusting to the ATL. 2 months post-op and I've fallen off the wagon. #SHAME However, I'm still watching what I eat and closely monitoring my calorie intake via myfitnesspal.com
 So I am happy to report, alert the media... I have a waistline. Woop,woop!
As it stands, I'm somewhere in between a 14 and a 16. Which is pretty darn good. So flash back to my last workout session:
It was me, kettle weights, my "I go hard" playlist and my favorite Old Navy workout sweats and my 2 piece tank.  My little sister's trainer came over and while he was waiting for her he showed me a few moves to do at home. He was nice enough to demonstrate, explain the benefits of the move and what muscles it targeted, then asked me to do them to check if I had the correct form.
After my sister and her trainer left, I threw on my best, put my hair in a bun, stood in front of the full length mirror and pressed play. A little Kanye's Workout Plan to get me revved up, other random hype jams such as Dev's Bass Down Low and Chemical Brothers' Block Rockin Beat came on and as my muscles felt they were going to give out I got a second wind finishing up with kettle weight swings and my closing crunches  to Onyx's Slam. Go hard or go home.
Later on that evening my sister returned from her session with her trainer at the gym and she told me he said " Oh your sister,she fine! She doesn't know it yet but Im going to whip her into shape." Davius is a bootcamp beast.

Flash forward to my 2 weeks of shame. Thanksgiving has past and we're into December. I am well on my way to achieving my goal of 260 for the new year. Now that I'm all moved in and settled with groceries! Yay! I'm going to get back to basics with  my blogging, gym work out and give Davius a call even though he scares me. I have to take a hiatus from the full body pics until I get my very own IKEA full length mirror. But I promise progress pics!

Okay my fellow bandsters. This one is for you!

Muffin Top, Cornelius, and I are leaving you with a little jam from my "I Go Hard" playlist.

The Chemical Brothers : Block Rockin Beats!

Until next time band fans ¯\_(ツ)_/¯