When I was finishing up losing the weight, I had a period of about a year, when I didn't really recognize myself anymore. Literally. Every time I went by a mirror I was just startled. It was the most bizarre feeling, wonderful, that the image in the mirror was me, but disconcerting at the same time.
But after a while, it just became me. I lost the novelty of it. I became complacent.
But, a couple days ago it happened to me again! I was going through some pictures of a friend's baby shower, and I couldn't for the life of me figure out who the woman in yellow was. Well, it took me about 10 minutes, but it was me! I looked great. I was about 3 or 4 months pregnant at the time, nauseous as ****, tired and feeling like a whale (not knowing what was to come). But I looked thin, together, and yeah, good. I look pretty much like that now, a little less blond these days perhaps, but more or less the same--about 10 lbs over the end of the maintenance range, and not doing too bad. I haven't been feeling like such a success story lately, but I'm really not doing too bad.
I'm attaching my picture, just for kicks (I cropped the rest of the crowd).
So, I know you all have "Who is that?" stories. Post 'em here!
Anne
