Thought about weight loss, at -15lb
I thought I`d never see my body change again. I have lost (and regained, btw) weight many times and remember what it was like. I longed for it to happen again, craved it at times, but I never really believed in it any more. I now have been large for way too long.
But all over sudden, it`s happening. As my weight loss has approached and exceeded a stone (6.3kg) I do notice the differences, and so do others.
My clothes are hanging losely again. There is space between myself and my waist band. When I am naked I still look at the same shape but I suddenly not longer find as many bits which annoy me. My legs seem straighter and more toned. The rolls around the middle are no longer as distinct. I`ve definitely lost most in the middle, which is where I needed it most! Now, I could say to myself that this is because I *know* that I have lost weight and also because I`m sporting a flattering summer tan.
But others notice as well. My friend, the other week, after not seeing me for 6 weeks: “You`ve lost weight! You are much slimmer there!”. My colleague yesterday, while talking about food in general: “You have lost weight, Stella!” I have told noone that I am on this plan because I wanted reassurance that any comments would be genuine. I now was almost embarrassed when she mentioned it and caught myself making excuses: “I always lose weight in summer, and come winter, I`ll pile it back on! Have you never noticed?” I don`t know why I felt a need to play down my achievements. I`m so proud of it!
I know what my body looks like slim. I have a tiny waist and good legs. I have smaller boobs, although they are still there. My belly (achilles heel!) will not disappear although others will say that they don`t see any. You know what, I no longer care. It`ll shrink in proportion with the rest of me. How I long to that tiny waist of mine again…
Hope has come at last, and it`s certainly all motivating me to continue to eat sensitively and go out and move my body!