It's funny, because I was thinking about it this morning, and I was remembering when I was on the way up, and I hit 144. I thought I was so obese. I was so sickened and saddened that I'd let myself "get so far" out of control. I went ahead and gained 18 more pounds after that because, what was the point? Now, on the flip side, I'm starting to love my body all over again. While I can still see areas of my body that need work, I can also see the results of my efforts, and it feels good. I was lifting weights this morning at the gym, and I looked down and thought- "My! What good lookin legs I have!" My thighs are small again! :) My neck and face are thinner. My arms! This morning I was admiring my slimmer arms. My waist is smaller- last night when I crawled into bed I felt my "four points" (as I like to call them) and was so happy- I haven't felt my four points in almost 2 years! (My 4 points refer to my two hip bones, and the point where my ribs end.) Up until recently these points have been covered in fat and I couldn't find them or feel them. But now I can! I can't tell you how happy I was to feel my four points jutting out again. I don't hate my body or hate myself anymore...and it's funny, because this seriously all just happened within the last 5 pounds. It was like a light switch- suddenly the switch was on and I am so much happier with myself. I'm back in a normal range, in my mind too, not just on the BMI scale. So even though I still have a little ways to go, I can see that i'm in the home stretch and can let up on the negative self talk that has been taking place for so long.
And it feels so good.
Have a great weekend friends-