I found it odd that today I looked in the mirror naked (EEK!) and thought, when did that happen? I've been wearing pants that are definitely too big for me because I just can't wrap my mind around the fact that I really am losing weight. Sure things are flabby and stretched out (thanks kid) but there's just LESS of me.
I need to start wearing pants that actually fit my current size so that my brain can catch up to what is really there vs what my mind thinks is still there. So I'm wearing a pair of pants that is the correct size today, even though I think the cut is like a mom jean (eww) but at least it is a step in the correct direction. I'm wearing a sweater I haven't fit into in I don't even know how long. Now if I could find tops that were long enough I'd be even happier. No one needs to be seeing those stretch marks. I have been taking pictures as I go along so we'll see how brave I get if they ever get posted (tank top and jeans).
I feel so much different now. I'm actually more okay with my body now than I ever was even when I was a size 8 and Playboy material. I'm happier with myself. I'm more confident in myself and I actually like the workouts sometimes. Who would have thunk?
I've tried new foods and new recipes that I never thought I would enjoy. I've tried new exercises and look forward to trying more of them. Of course I'm looking forward to some REALLY hot clothes but more than that I'm looking forward to not huffing and puffing if I have to climb some stairs (I already can do two flights without dying now). I'm looking forward to being HEALTHY, the hot part is a bonus. The best part? My hubby has always thought I was hot and that is the best motivator of all!