Backround: Dieting since my 2nd was born (9 years ago) but only getting serious the past month, and hitting the gym at least every other day for past 3 weeks.
I walk into work yesterday at caught my reflection in the glass door. This is usually when I divert my eyes and mentally beat myself up, but not today. What did I see, a belly not protruding as much and holy crap....a waist
I then realized that the t-shirt I grabbed was my tight one, and it was now snug, the way it was supposed to be.
My dinner celebration? steak fajitas, no tortillas, and a hand full of chips, that I separated from the basket (asked for a plate) and moved the basket to the other side of the table.
I have glimpsed the new me, and I think I'm gonna like her
So tell me, when did you realize that it was all worth it and working?