So, if there is one thing that I have learned throughout this whole process it is to not be surprised about the way my body changes. It’s really just not worth the stress. But in the past few weeks, I have really started to notice something that is driving me BANANAS.
My shoes don’t fit.
Now, don’t get me wrong…I know that I am very lucky that I wear clogs all day to work. (And sizewise, they are very forgiving) But, when I do have to wear actual shoes, I like to wear really sassy ones. Did they sometimes hurt my feet to the point where I can barely walk the next day? Sure. But like my mother always told me…”it hurts to be beautiful.”
Well, recently, I’ve headed out for a night on the town, and each time I go to find a pair of shoes from my closet, they are all too big. I’ve gone from a size 10 to a 9. I’ve tried sole inserts, padding, and moleskin without any help whatsoever.
This is just horrible.
I always thought I looked bad in my clothes. So, to watch my “fat clothes” disappear was never really a problem for me. But I just love the shoes in my shoe collection.
REALLY love them.
Thoughts of them no longer fitting makes me really sad. I mean, I am definitely ecstatic about my transformation, but I this was a side effect that I wasn’t prepared for. But, it is one I must accept…like it or not.
So, I have decided to embrace my new “skinny feet” by slowly but surely building up my new shoe collection. But that doesn’t mean I won’t miss my old shoes…In fact, I plan to keep my size 10, 4 inch, leopard print pumps tucked away in the back if the closet…just in case!