This morning I was able to buckle my belt in the last hole. The very last hole! And I hit it by accident. Not sucking in my belly and making up my mind to live with the pain for 8 hours. I was like, "I wonder if I can hit that last hole this morning... Nah! It's not worth it." But it felt more snug and I felt around behind the buckle and holy crap if it wasn't all solid leather.
Now, that's only what? Three quarters of an inch? But I'm going to be happy about that all day. Maybe even the rest of the week. Some day this week I'll go out and buy myself a fancy new smaller belt.
Celebrate your small victories. Share them unabashedly with others. I'm going to tell a stranger today I hit the last hole in my belt. Who cares what they think? This one, and all the ones to come, are for me and I'm going to enjoy them.