Perfect?

I was invited over by my brother and family to watch the NDSU Bison game yesterday, eat chili, and play board games.  I'm also in the middle of packing for my sojourn back to my winter palace, so clothes are everywhere - packed, not packed, in the closet, in the washer...and I couldn't find my one pair of blue jeans anywhere.  I've pretty much been living in shorts and sweatpants for months, so who knows where they are.  

Last month I had ordered two pair of size 8 jeans on sale in anticipation of someday being able to wear them, so in desperation I opened up the package and tried them on.  And they fit!  I honestly don't remember when I was ever a size 8!  When I was growing up, there was a phrase "perfect size 8".  Now back then, there wasn't such a thing as vanity sizing, so who knows what size it equates to now.  

And another big step for me - I wore my Bison t-shirt tucked in.  My stomach is my biggest problem area, so I just don't do that!  But these jeans were a little higher waisted, and covered up most of my muffin top, so I went for it!  

Today was day two, week 3 of a beginner's running plan.  I'm running one minute, walking a minute, repeat 9 times.  It's hard, but I'm doing it, even in the chilly, windy, Fall weather.  I've been debating whether or not to join a gym when I get back to Texas, but I think I'll try street running first.  I'm still afraid that if I have to drive somewhere to work out I'll find all sorts of excuses not to.  So for now, I'll stick to the running plan and see where I go from here.