I’ve had a sneaking suspicion lately. Each time I’ve pulled on my skinny jeans the past couple of weeks, they’ve felt a little more snug than usual. Just a bit tighter around my calves and ever so slightly around my waist. But without my trusty scale which I left behind in North Carolina, I’ve just had to believe my husband wasn’t accidentally putting my jeans in the dryer.
It was just a matter of time before I stumbled upon a scale though. There in the locker room of my husband’s tennis club after a sweaty workout, with an empty stomach and wearing hardly more than a sports bra and shorts, my suspicions were confirmed.
The damage is minimal -three pounds or so- but let’s be honest, skinny jeans aren’t at all forgiving.
This got me thinking. I’ve gone through a few major life changes lately. I got married, moved to a new city and started a new job, all of which have impacted either my eating or exercising habits.
Having a Husband
My single girl ritual of grabbing a slice of pizza or having a bowl of cereal for dinner on nights I’m not particularly hungry are few and far between these days. The hubs and I eat dinner together most nights of the week, regardless of my appetite. We hit up a new restaurant almost every weekend and thoroughly enjoy our bacon and french toast for Sunday brunch. Rob’s also a dessert fanatic. So on top of my afternoon chocolate fix, I’m also now having a small dessert with him most evenings. That’s a lot of eating I never had reason to do before we started living together.
Moving to San Francisco
One of the first things I did after moving to North Carolina was join a gym. Well, it’s been nearly five months and I still have not joined a gym here in San Francisco. Hopefully that’ll be changing soon, once our office relocates. The frequency of my workouts hasn’t changed but the types of workouts I’m doing has. I used to split my workouts evenly between the gym, running and went to power yoga once a week. Lately I’ve been doing a lot of running –neighborhood runs, runs to and from the park with a mix of pushups, lunges and squats, runs with new friends, and weekend hikes with the hubs. I admit, I haven’t been back to yoga since you-know-what happened. Aside from a few pushups and lunges, there’s little to no weight lifting in my routine anymore. There’s also no stair climbers, stationary bikes or rowing machines, all things that tone and strengthen different muscles.
Finding my Dream Job
It’s been a couple of years since I spent forty hours per week sitting behind a desk but back in May, that all changed when I got my dream job. I grab lunch with coworkers a couple times per week, usually a steak burrito with tortilla chips but occasionally a fancy sandwich with salt and vinegar potato chips. And then there’s those those Sea Salt Brownies in my desk drawer. Yeah, I’ve definitely been double dipping on occasion lately. They’re a little too good to resist!
Here’s the bottom line, it all adds up. Actually, I’m quite impressed it’s only added up to a few pounds. But still, nothing irritates me more than overly snug, designer skinny jeans. Some things will be going back to the way they were.
- About that husband: I quite like my husband so instead of getting rid of him, I’m going to allow myself the single-girl weeknight dinner and let hubs fend for himself when I’m not particularly hungry. I’m going to get back in the habit of limiting my portions and taking home leftovers from restaurants. As for those after-dinner desserts, I think I’ll watch the hubs enjoy his evening treat and just have mine mid-afternoon when I crave it.
- On being gymless: The day we know our new location, I’m joining a gym and hitting the weights. Until then, I’m going to dust off my 5-pounders and put them in plain view so I can do a few minutes of strength work after my morning runs.
- And at work: I’m going to log 2 miles per day at the treadmill workstation and bring my lunch 3 days per week. I will limit my sea salt brownie intake to 2, 100-calorie squares per day. Some things I’m just not willing to give up but I can work on practicing self-control. I’m also going to start logging my food to get a better idea of where my calories come from and what nutrients I might not be getting enough of.
I know if I make these small, easy changes now my skinny jeans will gradually loosen up. I also won’t have to falsely blame my husband for putting my jeans in the dryer anymore. I’m sure he’ll appreciate that.
On extra snug skinny jeans: How do you keep tabs on maintaining your weight? Are you a habitual scale hopper or do your clothes tell you all you need to know? What small changes to your diet and workouts helped you feel more comfortable in your clothes?