Back in the day, around Christmas, I bought a pair of “goal jeans” at Old Navy, for shits and giggles because I liked the number on them.
I couldn’t quite button them when I got them.
And while I take Old Navy’s sizing with a grain of salt (they run big, I’ve come to find about a size bigger. I wear XS-S tops there) THESE FIT NOW! AND THE NUMBER IS A SIZE FOUR.
Hollaback youngin’, woop woo!
Photo quality fail. I was in a bit of a hurry.
These (as in progress photos) will never not be fun.
Progress photos.
Brb while I have a minor panic attack posting this.
Going to dinner with the biff and maybe shopping afterwards.
This picture (so much concentration) is a NSV. I’ve taken to cinching my waist with a belt often because I like how tiny-ish my waist looks. (This shirt is a large but I had to get it because it was so cute and there was no medium. The belt is 100% necessary).
8 mile run tomorrow morning/afternoon. Wooo!
Happy Saturday night :)
This doesn’t really have anything to do with health and fitness, but I thought it’d be fun.
I went out to hibachi last week because I had never been. The waitress came over and it was this girl B that I went to high school with (she was a year younger) and we had French together for three years. I could tell she didn’t recognize me at all and I was a little thrown off. It wasn’t like we’d never spoken. In fact, we talked a lot throughout the years and she’s still friends with one of my best friends.
She came back and asked “Do I know you from somewhere?” I said yes, that we went to school together. She asked, “Did we have choir together?” Uhm, no.. I told her we took French together and then I think something may have registered with her, or maybe not. But, I was so shocked. Maybe it’s just because I remember people and faces so well.
I decided to do a side-by-side of my Senior portrait and a picture of me from last weekend to compare the difference. I mean, I am 20lbs lighter now and I have black hair, so I guess now I can see why someone would have a hard time placing me…