Last night I decided it was time to get to know my body and spend some quality one-on-one time with myself... in front of a mirror... totally in the buff! I haven't looked at myself like this in years, in fact, now that I think about it, I haven't had a full length mirror in in my house in over 10 years. I avoid looking in the mirror and when I do, it is never with such a critical eye. I usually have a quick glance before I leave the house to make sure I look okay and in the process I some how block out my size.
I can't see that I have lost 11kgs. In fact the longer I look at myself I start to wonder if I have lost any weight at all. I found myself questioning if somehow the scales were wrong, that maybe I wasn't 150.3kgs? Maybe, I have always been 139.3 kgs and some how I got confused? Wow I am big. I am trying to imagine 11 more kgs on me and can't imagine that I was bigger than I am now, only a mere 6 weeks ago.
Although I can't see a difference, I can definitely feel the difference. Six weeks ago I was using the last row of hooks on my bra, this morning I had to use the 1st row (the smallest setting). I have noticed that I can hang my arms closer to my body. I can actually touch my chin to my chest and I am pretty sure that I can stand with my feet closer together. For the 1st time in a long time I can stand on one leg, with the other leg bent up at the knee and held behind my bottom with 1 hand.
Now that I know I can feel changes, I look harder in the mirror. I think I can see a change in my tummy, I am sure it isn't hanging down as much. I get dressed and as I am leaving the bathroom suddenly I have a thought. “Can I JUMP?” I ask myself, and before I know it I am jumping on the spot! I actually got both feet into the air. I recall watching The Biggest Loser earlier in the year (or possibly even last year) and one of the female contestants was too afraid to jump onto a small platform. She was crying and genuinely scared that she couldn't jump. I recall that at the time I felt her pain. I knew if that was me, I too would be crying and scared to jump. The thing is I have realised I can jump. My body still seems capable of doing things.
This photograph shows me holding #4, who weighs exactly 11kgs (the total I have lost). Its hard to imagine where all of that weight was sitting on me.
I think I know know exactly what I look like!
I applaud you Cherie. This journey you are taking is a personal one and to share it with others takes a lot of courage. I say with pride that it is you that encouraged me to do something about my weight finally. I have now lost 1.8kgs in the first week. Thank you Cherie from the bottom of my heart for being my guiding angel. Chels
ReplyDeleteI am cheering for you Cherie! YAYYYYYY! You are such a positive force and are doing such a wonderful thing for yourself! And also inspiring the rest of us along the way. Only a few more kgs to go and I hope you'll come to yoga with me - that will certainly help with the posture xxxx Shani
ReplyDeleteYeah you go Girl I wish I had taken photos to tell the story like you have .. you are doing great and I applaud you
ReplyDeleteThank you everyone! I get tears in my eyes every time I read these comments!
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