I am not finished yet. 12lbs until I reach my initial goal weight. I cannot even begin to explain how much my quality of life has changed.
I am at the point where the first word an unkind person would use to describe me is not FAT. I am free from FAT being the first thought when I look in the mirror, as I am walking down the street or just trying to get something sodding done. It has been worth the work, the time and the patience but honestly, I have enjoyed it all, even when it has been tough.
My body can really move and it is the best, most liberating experience I have ever had. I go out dancing into the wee hours with my friends. I have returned to playing badminton, a sport I loved as a teenager but abandoned long ago. I go on long hill walks in the highlands and see the most fantastic sights while drinking tea from my flask. I run every week and get twitchy and antsy as **** if I don't-something I long suspected was a myth perpetuated by the irritatingly healthy brigade. I can do things I thought I would never do again and I am trying things I never would have even considered when I was heavier-Rollerskating!
Don't give up. Find things to do that you love and discover new passions. You'll be amazed what is out there. Don't wait for the magic numbers on the scale, get out there and enjoy the ride!
