Happy, Healthy Me :)

Well…

I feel very hopeful.

I can run and go up stairs and my heart rate returns to normal pretty fast. No huffing and puffing. My chest doesn’t feel tight.

My belly is shrinking.

My size 7 pants fit with almost no muffin top.

The other day in a clothes store, the sales lady called me very slim.

At work last night, my coworker stared at me and asked why my skin looked so good, and if I had lost weight.

My cheekbones are really showing.

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I’m very much taking this journey ONE DAY AT A TIME. I caps locked that because it is very important for me to focus on the present. I started thinking yesterday about how by the time we do Skydive for Africa, I could be 8 weeks and 4 days into this, and it was an amazing thought. But it also panicked me. It’s so far in the future, and the thought of a relapse is always heavy in the back of my mind.

I’m in a very good place right now, but I am very aware that I need more help then I can give myself. I’m still planning on attending my first OA meeting next week, and I’m asking my family doctor for referral to a nutritionist. I can’t afford counselling, so I have to figure out what I’m going to do on that front.