First things first, I'm sorry that I skipped a week. I had all of these ideas in my head, but I never had a chance to actually sit down and write them. And then it was late in the week so it seemed pointless. Life's been a little crazy lately. We had a visit from Mr. T's family, my birthday, and I decided to do a last minute craft fair.
But none of that is important at this very moment because we need to talk about week 10 AND week 11.
I'm officially down 35 pounds. And I seriously can't believe how much of a difference it makes. Every time I take a picture, I compare it with me from a few months ago or last year and I cannot believe how different I look. It's kind of crazy because I don't often feel like I look that different. I mean, like I said before, it doesn't feel like I've lost that much. But, man, what a difference it makes.
My birthday was this past Sunday and it was a pretty huge thing in all of this.
I've had a really hard time on my last few birthdays. Mr. T and I have always made these plans to go out and do stuff. But then I'd go to get ready and whatever I had planned on wearing wouldn't fit right or look right or something. And then it seemed like nothing would fit. One year I actually couldn't even zip up my boot. I'd cry and feel terrible and not even want to go out. And, then, when we did go out, I'd continue to feel terrible and wouldn't really enjoy myself.
But not this year. This year was totally different.
This year I got up and took a shower. I did my hair and my makeup. I put on the outfit that I wanted to wear. And I looked pretty. More than anything, I felt pretty.
And that's the first time in I don't know how long that I felt like that.
Then, when we went to the restaurant, I still felt great. I didn’t have to stuff myself into a booth or feel ashamed because we were ordering more food than any two people should ever eat in one setting.
Then, as we were leaving, we decided to walk across the huge ass parking lot to the café to get coffee. Normally I would have suggested we drive. But it wasn't even a thought. We walked out the door and it didn't look too far so I said we should walk. I didn't even realize it until we got home. That's how natural it felt.
I feel like this is huge progress you guys. I mean, this healthy lifestyle thing is really starting to become just that, a lifestyle. It's just starting to become a natural thing. I mean, I know we still have work to do and I know there will still be struggles, but it really feels natural.
And, let's talk about the food for a minute. Friday we had donuts (in honor of my birthday), Saturday we ordered pizza, Sunday we brunched and bough a few chocolates, and I only gained one measly pound. And yesterday we got right back on track.
It all seems so much easier and so much more natural. And it's so much easier to not go overboard when we allow ourselves a treat. I mean, maybe donuts and pizza, and brunch, and chocolates were a little much, but it was my birthday and we're back on track. And before we would have done all of that in one day plus done some other equally junky and bad stuff on all of the other days.
I cannot even begin to explain how happy and excited I am. And how good I feel. It's so nice to look in the mirror and love what I see. Sometimes I even look in the mirror a few times a day, you know, just for fun. And I don't cringe when I see a picture of myself either.
And just because I'm so excited about how far I've come so far (and where I'm going), here are a few pictures. I might be a little too obsessed with the whole collage thing.