I’ve heard it said that you should dress for the job you want, not the one you have. Well, see this stack of T-shirts?
And “pregnant” is not a job I’m currently seeking.
The good news is that they are at least on their way to the basement, where they will sit while I deliberate on whether to apply for that job again or not.
I have always favoured loose clothing, to the point of ill-fitting. It probably dates back to the sloppy sweatshirts of the 8th grade, when I thought I could hide the body I didn’t like inside them. But I don’t know who I thought (and apparently still think) I was fooling with them.
And to complicate matters, aside from what’s in this stack, I don’t have any workout tank tops. I do, on the other hand, have an abhorrence for farmer’s tan (a vanity made even more ridiculous by the fact that I don’t go sleeveless anywhere else).
But here’s the thing – I’m not fooling anybody. And I know this. Every once in a while I try to do something about it, try to step outside my comfort zone, and I guess this is one of those times.
I am currently sitting in a Second Cup, relishing a few baby-free moments and cursing the intermittent WiFi. Here is what I am going to do when I get home:
- Take those t-shirts to the basement.
- Take myself to the mall and get some workout clothes that fit.
- Celebrate. With a walk in my fancy new duds. (It seems I’m warming up to this new reward system)
How do you take yourself out of your comfort zone? What are you doing for “you” you want?