There Goes My Wardrobe

I mentioned in this post about how I have managed to lose all my baby weight... Yet I certainly don't look like I once did, and I have a lot of seemingly extra skin and squish.

I'm not one to sit around and not be happy with myself. Clearly, it's time to up my ante with my core work so I can find that six pack again! Let's goooooo!! But where to even start, ya know?

I decided a good place to start was my workout wardrobe. I have collected a full out wardrobe of yoga and running clothes. As a clear sign of a workout junkie, I own about 25 pairs of yoga pants... And only four pairs of jeans. I couldn't remember the last time I went through this collection and either outright threw things away (sometimes you just can't get that sweat smell out!) or donated any of it.

I put little Henry on the bed to be my assistant, and started to tear through things.

First to go: All flared (non-maternity) yoga pants. Ladies, flares just... Aren't cute. Because it's not 1997 anymore, you're not in high school anymore, and nobody should have that much fabric swishing around their ankles, mmmmkkk?

My first ever pair of lululemon pants! Just look at all that fabric, in all its flared glory...

Any of my other mama's get real frustrated that all maternity workout/yoga pants are flared?! What's that about? And forget tall sizes. That ain't happening... So you're left in flared high waters. Awesome.

Next: All pants that are so low, there's no way I wont get a muffin top while wearing them. I don't know WHY manufacturers/designers are still making these things so low, but they are, and they need to stop. And if you're a new mom like me, let's get real: You have NO BUSINESS in low-rise anything, ok? (And um, by "you" I mean me. I have no business in low rise nothin'!)

I wore these pants exactly twice. Both times, my butt crack made a public appearance in my yoga class.

These are a pair of the notorious see through lulu pants. I learned that the hard way. They became spin pants, and now have a permanent smell to them. Bye-bye!

And then my tops: Nothing to report here! I guess I only hoard pants and crops. Who knew?! Well, I do now.

I ended up getting rid of quite a bit of stuff. Now, this didn't leave me with a whole lot of options to wear! (For the record, by a "whole lot", I mean I don't have a full month of selection with never having to wear the same thing twice... Hey, I'm admitting to being a hoarder here!) Wouldn't you know, Athleta was having a great sale. So I picked up a new pair of crops and a new tank. I love how bright and obnoxious the pants are, and the flowy-ness of the top will be perfect for me right now, since my body is not back in its former state quite yet, and needs a little forgiveness.

I'm going to make a point of going through my clothing more frequently to select things to donate. I do this regularly with my normal clothes, so I don't know what my deal is with yoga/workout stuff... Maybe its because I spend a small fortune on yoga apparel whereas I only buy street clothes on sale or maybe I just like my yoga clothes better (I do!) but getting rid of this stuff is hard! 

But when you start to stink in class, it's time to let those five year old pants go. Just let them go! Aaaaand, cue that horrible, fingernails-on-chalkboard song from the movie Frozen, because I know y'all were thinking it.