When I went to the beach two summers ago, I had a seven week old baby and the middle number on the scale was probably a five. I didn't get on the scales at all that summer, but I knew the number couldn't possibly be a good one and understandably so. I am not one of those women whose body just bounces back. Heck it wasn't that great to begin with, but I really have to work hard for results. While shopping at the outlet mall on our vacation, I found two pairs of very skinny pants at the Gap. They are side-zip chinos and were on a clearance rack for $2.98 a pair?! Of course, they only had really tiny sizes and one pair of sixes in both black and brown. Although I was nowhere even close to a six at that point, how could I possibly pass up $6 worth of awesomeness? Fast forward twenty months or so... I was approaching an 8 and wanted to give them a try. What I found, disappointed, is that they were really more like a 4 and I didn't have a hope of squeezing myself into them. Even after months of hard work, I couldn't get them past my thighs and they weren't anywhere close to my waist. Still, I couldn't bring myself to part with them. About a month ago, when I was starting to fit into some 4s, I tried again. I could get them on, but not zipped and I couldn't walk well enough in them to leave the house. Discouraged, I put them back in my closet. I know it's ironic that tomorrow is the "big reveal" and it would seem I've planned all along to wear these pants today, but that's not really true. On a whim this morning, I grabbed them from the closet while debating my casual Friday attire and slipped them on. They fit. I mean, they zipped!! I won't lie and tell you I couldn't stand to lose another inch in the waist and hips to make them better, but twenty-four months later my $6 investment is finally paying off. I've been saying since January that I wanted to look like a different person by the time we left for the beach and I do. Today I weigh 130.5 pounds and I'm wearing the pants. THE pants.