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August 24, 2011

Shoe Love and Other Miscellany

In an effort to get my house in shape (which in turn is also sort of a metaphor for my attempt to get my LIFE in shape), I realized I was going to have to part with the bag o’shoes that no longer fit or that were so far gone that not even the cobbler (because yes, we still call them that in the great Commonwealth of Massachusetts) wouldn’t be able to resurrect them.

I said goodbye to three pairs of beloved boots and at least 9 pairs of heels and flats.  Many of the heels had the nails coming through.  Some had soles that were falling off.  But many of them, and in fact, my primary reason for needing to do this, is that since my surgery and subsequent 30 pound loss in 7 weeks (you didn’t think I’d leave my weekly progress out of this post, did you?), my feet have shrunk a half size.

Huh?

Yeah, I’m not kidding.

I was in a shoe store the other day looking for a pair of shoes to wear to a music festival I’m attending in NYC next weekend and when I tried on my usual 7’s, they were too big.  6’s were too small, but the 6.5’s were just right.  I thought it may have just been the brand, because like clothes, all shoes are cut differently.  But no, my feet have actually shrunk a half size.

The good news in all of this, though, is that now that we’re approaching Fall, I needed some new shoes anyway to get through the season and the upcoming Winter.  So this culling just created more room for me to replace them. And in other news, I’ve been checking out some boots online.  For most of my life I’ve had to order them from plus-size specialty stores because my calves are too large.  But it now appears that they’re small enough for me to buy them from DSW where is where I get most of my best deals.

Other than my feet shrinking, I’ve gone through every article of clothing I own and now have three bags of clothes to donate.  I’m on the cusp of needing some new work pants because my old ones are starting to fall off and of course they don’t have belt loops.  I’m hoping to hold off until Winter to buy new pants because Fall is another extension of dress season for me.

I’m not going to hit my target of losing 41 pounds before the music festival next week.  I mean losing another 11 pounds in the next week would be ludicrous, but I’m okay with this.  I think that my imagination got carried away by the crazy losses in the first month.  I mean, losing 24 of those 30 pounds in the first month does a little job on your brain in the process.  Now I know to expect an 8-10 pound loss per month going forward.  That means that by Christmas, I could be down as much as 60 pounds total.  How amazing that would be!

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