I had fun while my hubby was away on a business trip recently. In addition to organizing our new house and decluttering, I chopped off a lot of my hair (It was to my waist!) and dyed it red. I'm loving it and so is he.
Here's a picture one of my students took of me right after. A new before picture is born:
I don't mind this picture as much as some of the pictures I have. I'm smiling, I have awesome red hair and there's a pretty backdrop. I do cringe sometimes when I see my arms, especially. I look and see CHUB! The same thing happens when I look at the inner tube around my hips.
Don't worry - I still love me. I've come to terms with my weight overall and I don't hate myself. I've learned not to care so much what other people think. It's very freeing indeed.
I'd just like there to be less of me to love.
I want to be healthy and strong. I want to have more energy to do my 5Ks and the higher races. I want to walk into a store and not wonder if they even have anything in my size. It's as simple as the hope that losing weight will mean I won't snore any more and the hubby won't have to wear earplugs.
I'm going to do this. I'd like you to come along for the ride.
It won't be easy. I'm not perfect and I will have my moments of despair, failure, and doubt. Such is the nature of losing weight, I think. I just have to forge forward and keep my eyes on the prize: health.
What positive things have you noticed as you lose weight?