When I look in the mirror I still see the "fat kid". I look in the mirror and still see every single flaw (real or imagined) and think to myself "Man, you've still got a long way to go!" Then today a friend sent me some pictures of an inpromptu medic reunion we had a week ago and I was comparing them with some pictures of when I was about 220 (and I'm 169 now) and thought WOW I've come a LONG way.
That doesn't mean that I think I am finished losing weight. I know that I need to be on the lower end of the BMI scale because I am considered small framed even though I'm 5'10". But as long as I either maintain or lose and not gain I'm ok...a little time and I'll be right where I need to be.
I want to be healthy for me and I want to be my husbands hot trophy wife...not his "voluptuous" wife (when I was over weight when I'd say something about being fat he'd say oh honey you're not fat you're voluptuous!). I want to be able to buy cute bathing suits and not just shop for ones that hid all my flaws. And I want to be able to sit in my $5 beach chairs with out breaking them!
The first picture is of me at somewhere in the 220-230 ballpark...and the second one was taken about a week ago at 169. I just didn't realize the difference until I put them up side by side. Now I will try to be less critical of myself when I look in the mirror....instead of dang, I've got a ways to go I can say wow, I've come a long way.