I guess that title just about says it all. This morning I cracked out a pair of size 8's from the archives (aka attic). Yes, they are a big stretchy, but I haven't seen "single digits" since three autumns ago. I want to go outside and dance in the street!! For how slowly I started, the hard work is paying off big-time. Now to tone up a bit - I'd prefer to be a solid 8 or even a 6 if I can get down that far. Guess time will tell.
After Elizabeth was born I needed to wear a 16, so this is a big step down :)
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