Saying Goodbye to Size Zero (and Hello to Size Healthy!)
Want to know the real reason I’ve been living in gym clothes for the past four months?
Because nothing–and I mean NOTHING–in my closet fits me.
It started in June, when I noticed that my running shorts kept riding up, causing my thighs to–gasp!!–rub together and chafe. Then, my yoga pants started hugging my butt a little too closely, and forget about zipping up a pair of jeans. Last week, the final straw: not one, but TWO dresses literally burst at the seams within 24 hours of each other. I had a complete meltdown and then faced reality: it was time to update my wardrobe.
So, I headed into the dressing room at Banana Republic, armed with new sizes and styles, full of confidence and feeling strong and totally secure in my new, healthier body.
I left feeling deflated, huge and completely pissed off at the fashion industry.
No wonder they use human clothes hangers as models, because these clothes do not fit anyone with a hint of muscle or curve.
And I started missing size zero, even though…
Size zero couldn’t run up hills without walking; size healthy can.
Size zero got a stress fracture training for a marathon; size healthy finished one, even on a bad day.
Size zero’s half marathon PR was 2:35; size healthy’s is 1:57.
Size zero had no energy and slept through most days; size healthy has plenty of energy and runs a successful business with two employees.
Two days ago, I tried again. I literally grabbed every pair of jeans in Nordstrom’s, in three different sizes. I ignored the labels. I just tried them on. Some, honestly, didn’t make it past my knees. Others worked beautifully.
So, I’m purging the closet–banishing size zero forever from my presence, and hopefully, eventually from my mind.
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Kathianne
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Kathianne
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Sarah Walraven
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Sarah Walraven
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Claire Watkins, ASID allied
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Claire Watkins, ASID allied
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Genna Harris
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Genna Harris
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Kristen



