2008 Transformation Contest

My kids got Target gift cards for Christmas from a relative.  Well we all know kids cant save money and have to spend it almost as soon as it hits their little hands.  I keep putting off the trip until I could no longer.  You know I hate shopping and I really hate shopping with kids.  You cant just run in grab whats on your list and run out.  There is no making it painless.  You have to look at every aisle even though you know that there is nothing they are going to want in it.  

Anyway, we can usually get past the clothing section with no problem.  What kid wants to by clothes? I understand teenagers but I dont have those yet.  Anyway, in the sports wear section they have swimming suits out all ready.  Its cold as hell and they think people want to go swimming.  I walk on by.  Then as my kids are going through the toy section my mind keeps thinking about swimming suits and this summer.  I know I am going to need one.  The ones I wore last year were already falling off of me.  So I went back.

There wasnt a selection of one peices.  I think there was maybe five unless you hit the maternity section.  Now bakinis were plentiful.  Mix and match.  Bright colors, classics, and the slightly sexy accent ones.  I am thinking to myself. No way.  I am not even going there.  

Then I got to thinking.  I know I am in trouble when I get to thinking. I kept drifting back to the bikinis. How many times has BryanGee told me I would be wearing a bikini this summer?  Five? ten?  Shoot I have no idea.  

Maybe he is on to something.  I am making great progress.  The tummy is definitely shrinking.  The saddle bags on my hips are all most gone.  My breast are shaping up too.  Am I coward?  Am I going to get this body in shape just to hide it behind a moo moo?  Do I want to be one of those people that go to the pool and cover up with t-shirts?  I have at least six months to get it together.  Can I do it?  

So I talked myself into climbing out on the limb.  The limb with the black bikini hanging from it.  Classic.  Good cut.  No strings.  Bet my butt would look pretty good in it once it gets tighter and firmer.  I bought it.    I couldnt believe I bought it.  I remember telling myself to save the receipt in case I came to my senses.

I put it on when I got home.  I even took a few pictures. I thought what better way to see improvements than in something that covers the bare minimum.  Yes, I was still fat but I had a lot of hope wearing it for those few minutes.  I cant remember the last time I wore a bikini…if ever.  I made a promise to myself. I am going to wear the bikini this summer and I will look hot it.  
Stepping out of the comfort zone is what it takes to make changes.  This was a big step. I hope in the right direction.