I take used men's clothing to the local prison each month for their prisoner release program. Mostly they're clothes from men at Timbercrest who no longer need them... they're wearing white robes now. :-)
Anyhow, a volunteer had a sale of some of her late husband's clothes and wanted to give what was left to me to take to the prison. I was happy to oblige.
When I went to her house to pick them up, she was explaining to me that her husband's suits had been tailored to be "executive cut."
I said, "Oh, what's that?"
She said, "You know, cut to be a little narrower in the shoulder and wide in the waist."
She then put her hand on my belly.
If I didn't really care for this volunteer a great deal, I might have told her to keep her clothes. But I didn't. I just chuckled, swallowing my feelings. I'm sure she didn't mean anything by it. But it hurt my feelings nonetheless.
Sometimes people who don't have weight problem don't understand the struggle it is for those of us who do. I've made progress that I can see and feel, but it hurt to know that she didn't notice.
Today was a pretty good day. Here's the journal:
Weight - 234.4, down 1.8. I'm glad for the loss, but I think much of it is simply from sweating it away in the heat and humidity we're dealing with
Breakfast: Two fried eggs (in non-fat Crisco spray), some deli-sliced turkey, a V8
Dinner: Low carb burger at Hardee's (w/o cheese or mayo), side salad with 1T ranch dressing
Snack: reduced fat triscuits and low fat cream cheese with pepper jelly at Management Team
Supper: Chicken-bacon-ranch salad from Subway with 1T ranch dressing, one string cheese
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