Tuesday, February 26, 2013

It wasn't the tailor's fault

At the end of the last challenge, I took my skirts and slacks to be altered. It took a few weeks to get them back, and in that time I ended up getting a wicked case of the flu and ditching the gym. Four weeks later, I thought that the tailor had made a mistake and taken them in too much.

But no.
I took my measurements last night.
It wasn't the tailor's fault.

So, jumping rope, riding a stationary bike, whatever it takes to get back to where I was at the beginning of the year, because it wasn't just that I looked better, which I did. It was that I felt worlds better.  I need that level again.