On a good day, I'm 60lbs lighter than when I started this blog... well at least 60 cause I honestly don't remember when I finally got serious about really losing the toddler and I know I gave up a few times in between. And since vacation I'm up a few due to some extra fun and indulging
Some days I feel extremely accomplished by this milestone especially considering I refuse to diet in the traditional sense. Other days I am sad that I didn't realize that I had 60lbs to lose until I lost it.
Today I have mixed emotions about it for a couple of reasons... first, I realized that while I've lost 60lbs I still can and aspire to lose more...I'm not sure if I should feel liberated, energized or overwhelmed. Then there is the realization of how different the world and life is when you are smaller.
I did a mini photo shoot on vacation recently - I was too bashful to do a full shoot... and posted some of the pics to social media. The best part about the flood of compliments is that I'm no longer cute for a big girl... I'm just seen as a beautiful woman. That might seem insignificant cause either way I'm cute but the reality is despite the obese nature of the US less is still more and preferred when it comes to beauty.
Ultimately, it doesn't matter because I'm losing the weight for internally motivated personal reasons. I'm just glad that my motivation comes from within and not from societal pressures. So tomorrow morning when I step on that scale to start the journey to my next (and last) 30lbs lost - I will be stepping on there to make me happy and no one else...
Who are you doing it for?
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