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This dress has been sitting pretty in a plastic hanging bag in my closet since 2010. I’ve never worn it. Not. once. Why? Because it’s relatively unforgiving, meaning it’s not the best choice when attempting to conceal your mac & cheese loving gut. So why’d I opt for this little number? My top 2 choices were at the cleaners & for some reason, I didn’t give a flying Fig Newton about a potential gut bearing situation. I was having a very Carrie Bradshaw in the opening credits of the SATC2 movie & was going to make it happen, gut or not. I had two choices as I stared down that dress, deciding whether or not it was to be the chosen one to make birthday magic happen. I could continue to reach for flowy dresses that hide the areas I’m uncomfortable with or I could do something about it. I decided that night would be the last night I would down a bowl of mac & cheese till Christmas. It was also the night I decided I’d be enrolling in Crossfit the following Monday afternoon. I’m two workouts in & I feel great. Until I need to breathe, or, you know, move. In general. P90X has been working just fine but motivation I get from working out with other humans interested in getting
swoll in shape can’t be compared. The people are supportive, I feel the workouts actually working, & most importantly, I just ordered pink lifting gloves since I’m already getting pretty gnarly callouses. I really am such a lady. Don’t worry your pretty little heads, DS won’t be turning into a fitness blog any time soon but I am excited to potentially fit into my pants sans muffin top at some point before Thanksgiving.
Photos by Amanda