Lately I have written a lot about change, and there’s a good reason for that. I finally gave up on endless empty talk. I decided that if I am unhappy about something, I must do what I can to improve it. Granted, that can come with many, many false starts, face-plants, detours, and stumbles, but it’s all part of the dance.
Over the last several months, I have made countless changes to my routine and habits, and I have lost over 60 pounds. I am still getting used to my body. When I put my hands on my hips, I marvel at how much smaller they feel. My rings slide off my fingers. I have had to replace nearly all of my clothes. I automatically wander to the plus section, out of habit, before I realize that everything there is several sizes too large now.
My husband likes to lay in bed, slowly stroking my hip, my legs, my shoulders, my back, everywhere. I am sure I feel very different to him, too. He tells me how great I look and feel, then he is quick to remind me that I was beautiful before I lost weight. I know what he means. I did not dislike myself when I was overweight. But I definitely prefer how I look and feel now.
I am less than 10 pounds away from my goal weight, and since so many of you have been here, reading about all of my struggles, commenting when I fell down, encouraging me, then I wanted to make sure I include all of you in this final push in the home stretch. I am still in disbelief that I stuck to it this time and have finally, finally gotten rid of this weight.
I know blogging is a dying art, but thank you to anyone still reading, still writing, still commenting. The support and fellowship are invaluable, and I appreciate all of you! I am looking forward to celebrating the long-awaited finish line with you.
Sweat & Sparkle 