Week 14

Days 93-99

Last Saturday, I dragged out a pair of summer pants that I have not worn since last summer. They are Capri jeans with some pretty embroidery along the bottom of the legs. They are 1% spandex (Who would think that 1% spandex could cause such trouble?). Yes they are the ever popular “stretch denim” that fat lady jeans seem to come in. It seems that it is getting harder and harder to find jeans in my (fat lady) size that are not stretch denim.

I don’t like stretch denim. Oh, I know that they are supposed to make us feel comfortable. They are supposed to stretch so that the fabric (especially at the waist) is not too tight, and moves with us. They should provide a “customized fit”.  Stretch denim is supposed to be more forgiving of our ample forms.

What I hate is that stretch denim jeans fit nicely when I first put them on right after a wash. They fit just as they should, for a couple of hours. Then they are too big. Much too big. They have stretched out. The stretch is one way. Unlike elastic, the fabric does not pull back.

These pants I put on felt a little loose at the onset. Maybe they were always a little loose to begin with. I can’t remember for certain. Or maybe the few pounds I did lose have made a difference in how they fit, although I don’t really feel much of a difference in my other clothing. Nonetheless, I put on these pants, without a belt since I don’t have a belt.

I should invest in a belt.

I should REALLY invest in a belt.

After I got dressed, Jasmine and I went around town running errands. We went to the pet store, then the garden store. By this time, the stretch in the stretch denim had reached its end. There was no stretch left. The jeans felt like they were not just one size too big, but three sizes too big.

I hope my quasi bared butt is nowhere in a photo like this!

By the time we went to Target, I was pulling up my pants with every 10 steps. By the time we were ready to check out, I was wishing I had a different pair of pants on, or that I had looked at belts in this store. (Oh don’t bother wrapping that up! I will wear it right now, thank you!)

I was rummaging around in my purse for my wallet, then moved over to the card reader, one hand on my purse, the other putting in my code. That’s right, no hand to hold up my stretched out stretch denim that is now three sizes too big.

In a flash, the waist of my pants found itself at my knees.

In a flash, I had become a flasher.

In a flash, I pulled them back up.

The checker looked at me with a stupid bewildered look.

Jasmine looked at me with a “Oh-Mom-You-Should-Never-Leave-The-House” look.

I looked at the exit, wondering how fast I could get out of there while clutching my jeans at the waist so that I would not trip over myself should my pants find themselves around my knees again. I was afraid to look around to see who might have noticed.

Was the security camera trained on me at that moment?

At least they can’t suspect me of having stolen goods stowed away in my jeans.

Anyone know where I can find a nice belt?

Daily workout 1 hour on “The Machine” for 60-65 minutes for 900-910 calories.

Weights for arms, legs, 200 crunches daily, 30 push ups (modified) daily.

Weigh-in  -1 pound