Friday, January 18, 2013
I decided that I was going to keep track and see if I made progress with this new lifestyle. After I paid a lot of money for my gym membership I realized I had to get a swim suit. I found a couple that I thought would work. I then in a moment of insanity decided I wanted some "before" pictures in my (gasp) swimming suit. I also took some picture of myself in the clothes I wore every day. I took front and side shots. I don't know why I didn't take pictures of my behind. I guess I thought that if I ignored it then it didn't exist. I did not take my measurements then. I did them about six months later so don't have that lovely record. As I lost weight I stashed away a couple of shirts and a pair of shorts I lived in. I looked at those pictures again the other day. I was surprised to see the sad look and the way I held myself. I just looked so defeated. Today one side of me is so happy about the changes I have made in my body and spirit but the other side of me felt so sad for that old me. I remembered how bad I felt and the waves of discouragement that would wash over me. I was drowning. I am so thankful for the many, many people who threw me a life line when I couldn't swim. We can all be that life line for each other.