size 20

Today I bought new pants. Jeans, in fact. They are size 20. And, wait for it, I can breathe. This time, in that little red dressing room I have frequented, there was no sucking in while I zipped them. In fact, I was standing fully erect as I easily zipped them. Buttoned them. Then I VERY promptly took them off, turned them around in my hands, and examined the size. Yep. Size 20. Now, for you skinny folks, this is an accomplishment. Truly. At the beginning of this journey, I was busting out of the biggest size at Lane Bryant. Literally. Now, just 7 short months later, I'm almost into the REGULAR SECTION AT TARGET. Oh, regular section, how I have lusted after you. Lust may not be the appropriate word but it's the first one that came to mind. There is exactly one jean style at Target for any size over 18. At least that's the case at my Target. Then there's the regular section. There's a wall of jeans for size 18 and below. A WALL. A wall. Boot cut, skinny jean, straight, capri, oh my. Now, there are plus size capris. Lots of them. I own them all. But not jeans. Jeans you get one option: boot cut. First of all, I don't have any boots. Second of all. Actually, I have no second of all. Back to the topic at hand. For the first time in my life, I can see the other side. The regular section no longer depresses me, it motivates me. Oh, yes, regular section. I'm coming for you. Soon. Prepare yourself. BUT! I'll only be visiting for sizes 14-18. My very generous friend Mendy gifted me with a TON of very nice clothes in my dream sizes of 10 and 12. Ok. Too exciting. That's all for now! I really want to up my blogging. Think I should focus on this weight loss journey? The good the bad and the ugly?