thirty-five

digits
just taunting me
blue on their white label
obscured as blue denim rises –
it fits!

[5:25 PM]
Scary.

Nevermind that I’ve lost roughly thirty pounds in the last year. I haven’t weighed this little since high school, really, and parts of it somewhat freak me out. Starting with the fact that I’m now beginning to get rid of my old pants since they don’t fit…

So Ayeka and I were in Old Navy today, and I was browsing the discount racks for jeans. (Because, honestly, I refuse to pay $30 for a pair of jeans.) I’ve been buying 36×32’s, and couldn’t find any there – it figures that I now wear what seems to be the most common size – but found two pairs of 35x32s in classic-fit. Hmmm. I normally wouldn’t go for that (maybe loose cut or something like that…) but Ayeka was insistant that I should at least try them on, figuring what would an inch matter?

Scarier that they fit, actually. Almost without a belt.

And here, I was grousing about being heavy. If this is what it takes to convince myself to go those last few pounds and get into a thirty-four….