prepare yourself.
Since May, I have lost 30 pounds.
Actually, I'm officially at like 33, but that's not important to you. What is important is that I will be different the next time you see me from the last time you saw me unless the last time you saw me was 1997.
I haven't been blogging about it because I am famous for writing about stuff I'm going to do, and then I don't do it, then I feel sick even thinking about it (revisit: writing as a career....)
But, this is one thing that I have kicked ass at, and I'm proud of, and yay. My body actually feels better, and I do have more energy for activity than I used to, but the point of this post is not all the wonderful things that have come with weight loss for me.
The point is, my body is different then last time I was this weight. I'm not sure where I am losing the weight, and where I am holding the weight, but right now I am ten pounds heavier than I was in high school (the last ten pounds I aim to lose, by the way) but my body is different. My chest has shrunk. And my legs are smaller. I feel I know this for a fact because I am fitting into a smaller size pants, and bra, than what I wore in high school.
But I am ten pounds heavier than I was then.
Where is the weight hanging out?
I can probably chalk the whole thing up to vanity sizing, I guess, and that would probably be the answer that would drive me the least batty.
1 comment:
I am so proud of you. Weight is a struggle for most of us and how you feel is the most important thing, not the numbers on the scale. Keep up the good work and remember you have a dress that has been ordered you have to fit into...LOL
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