Muffin Top

Went shopping with my BF Tracey today.  We have been friends since high school and have been through it all together except I have gained weight over the years and Tracey still weighs about 110 (she's 5ft 4in) and has had two children.  So we're shopping and I'm looking for a skirt  and she hands me a really cute one--"Here try this one on?'  and I say "Ummm okay. What size is it?" and she says "It's really nice. Try it on."  and I say "What size is it?" and she says, after looking at the tag "It's an eight." and I laugh because otherwise I will cry.  She couldn't understand why I wouldn't try it on and I told it would give me muffin top and she did not know what that was--SHEESH!  Thankfully her fourteen year old daughter was with us and explained.  BTW I have not worn a size eight since 1998 just before I was widowed.

My positives for yesterday and today:  not eating dessert last night becasue I had already had two sodas and potato salad at dinner, letting my DH have the brownies leftover from dessert, getting on the treadmill two days in a row, completing this week's work for the online course I am taking.  I have not had any water yet today and won't get on the treadmill--the air quality today is red, had an asthma attack, allergies are at their worst and the farmer whose wheat field is across the road is combining and stirring up dust, chaff and pollen!  Tomorrow morning early I will walk though!