Okay, I’m not a poet. I didn’t stay at a Holiday Inn Express last night, so that’s not an excuse either. As I mentioned earlier this week, I didn’t weigh in this week because I’m trying so hard to break my obsession with the scale. So tonight the fabulous Angie and I did my measurements to see how they have changed since October 11 when I really started on this journey. I have lost a total of 18.75 inches and 2.8% body fat.
Angie assures me that is a fantastic number. I’m honestly still not sure how I feel for a couple of reasons. First and foremost, this is the first time that I have ever measured myself and compared measurements. I’ve previously lived and quit by the scale. I have nothing to reference as to what is good and what could be better. Second, but almost as important, is that I have lately been battling some incredible demons. Looking at the numbers tonight- all I could see was ‘you’re still fat.’ It’s true that I am still fat. I keep having to remind myself that Rome wasn’t built in a day. I’m working to reverse 31 years of bad habits.
I’ve not been able to tell a difference in looking at pictures until tonight. Angie and I also took some pictures as a point of reference. Of course, I’m my own worst critic when it comes to pictures and what I look like. So I’m going to let you see for yourself. (Note: This is not for an ego boost. This is simply a comparison for those that are interested and/or don’t see me often.)
So there it is. I’m going to keep pounding. I have so far to go but I just have to remind myself that I’ve come so far already. This is a journey. I know it won’t happen overnight. This helps to see that I am getting some results.
Until next time, keep working on your #sexyinprogress