I showed my dream board to you several months ago ... but didn't talk about the details. There are a couple of things on there I was going to keep pretty quiet about (fear of failure???) but not anymore! At the upper left of my board it says over and over again: "size 10". I'm not embarrassed to say that I feel pretty good at a size 12 (plus-size, if you watch America's Next Top Model) and only slightly uncomfortable at a 14. But a 10 .... ahhhh - to be a size 10! So, yesterday my dear friend dropped of a HUGE bag of clothes she was ready to part with (thanks Erika!). I glanced at the size 10 jeans (brand-spankin'-new, btw) and put them at the bottom of the pile. The best fitting room ever is in my own house, away from those awful lights in stores (why, oh why do they put such horrid lights and unflattering mirrors in a place where they are hoping to sell things?). Back to size 10: When I finally braved the thought of cramming myself into jeans and then peeling them off when I can't do them up ... HOLY SCHMOLY! They fit! And it wasn't a lucky mis-size ... they BOTH fit!
How did I do it? Well, in the bottom right corner of my dreamboard is a map of the Salt Lake City Marathon in April. And just above that, the quote "She believed she could, so she did". I've been training for a marathon (call me crazy, it's ok) for 11 1/2 weeks now. Strictly following the beginner program in the book, "Marathon: You Can Do It". My goal: To finish before they open the roads up to traffic.
So now I've shared some of my dreams that were actually a little scary to write down - much less publish on my blog. Want to share some of yours?
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