Saturday night, Kathy finally pushed me to finish up the cleaning of my closet. I went in and started to cull my clothes out that were just not gonna get used anymore. I was shocked at how many there were to be perfectly honest. And some stuff I did hang on to for sentimental reasons, like my first XL that fit, or a shirt I gave my late friend Gary for Christmas that his widow gave back to me, and a few other dumb things. But for the most part, I went through and chunked clothes left and right. I guess the most eye opening thing I did was to remember oh I remember this shirt was always tight, maybe it will still be ok. Then I would put the shirt on and it would swallow me and Kathy would shake her head no. So, now, I have a pretty bare closet. I have been doing pretty well about picking up a few things here and there as I go and I have the money, but it just hasn't been as much or as often as I would like. The focus has been on trying to keep me in office clothes right now, with a few t-shirts and shorts thrown in here and there. I think that after just a couple of more long sleeve button downs and maybe one more black pair of slacks, I could probably go ahead and begin my new causal wardrobe. We will see.
I guess it should be an joyous occasion to have to clean out your closet of the too big stuff rather than the too little stuff this time, and I am excited and happy to have to have done it. But I also got a little melancholy I guess. I get attached to my stuff. I am the worlds worst about it. As long as it is mine, it is safe usually, cause I am not likely to get rid of it without being pushed or a huge cleaning mode hitting me. I told Kathy we should totally do a yard sale with it, as I know from experience that fat guy clothes are hard to come by in a yard sale!! I would be the talk of the yard sale circuit most likely as I had some pretty nice fat guy clothes I think! so that is over, glad to not have to do it again for awhile.
My jogging is getting back on track. I finished out 2.5 miles yesterday without too much trouble. I kept a much closer eye on my blood sugar when I was done this time though! Saturday scared the crap out of me. My new shoes did exactly what I was hoping for too. No hurting throbbing knees, ankles or hips! I thought that my other shoes may be the root cause and I think I nailed it! I woke up to a storm this morning so looks like a treadmill workout today. I am not dreading it per se, but I have become quite spoiled to the outside work I have been doing and I do enjoy it more. I hate having all the numbers staring back at me on a treadmill now. It was good when I was pushing myself to get in better shape, but now I am more likely to push myself outside even harder, or at least that is what my times say, and it seems like I take it harder when I see the numbers on my treadmill. It is a head game I know. But still.
Well I better stop the yakking and start the jogging. I will catch ya'll later and have a wonderful Monday on me!!