Blown Away by numbers
 

This morning I called my baby brother to wish Happy bday. I had heard thru the grapevine He'd sobered up and was doing better-so I chanced it. I was glad I did. He has gained a lot of weight and has heart problems but is trying to get healthy. He was horrified that he weighs 290 pounds. It blew me away and I didn't have the guts to tell him I hit 299 before I started down. Y'all are the only ones I tell the actual numbers to. I am a 5' tall woman he's a 6'4 man.
I don't know why I get so hung up on the numbers and How could I not see how huge I am. Truth is- no boobs to speak of- all my weight is literally behind me and in my thighs- and back of arms - so when I look down I think "well, I'm not THAT fat, not like so & so relatives of mone. And then I find out with both my sisters and brother I AM THAT FAT!!! EVEN FATTER!
The more I lose (77 so far) the better I feel, the more I realize just how in denial I was. Ah! Well-no longer in denial and doing something about it. Maybe I can help my brother- but I'm still not telling until I reach goal.