So, today I took this pic of myself when I was leaving for work. Not sure why, I just was in a really great mood and wanted to capture it somehow I guess?
Anyhow, I posted it on facebook and a few people commented that I looked like I had lost weight. That was nice, but I ended up going into my pics and looked at older ones, like this:
Probably sometime in 2008 -- 299 lbs most likely. Not sure what I was thinking with the hair:
I remember when I lost 40 lbs in 2009, I had posted a new pic one day and someone commented and said, "When are you going to post your weight loss pics?"
At that point there was 40 lbs less of me in the current picture! I dunno, it's just devastating to work so hard and for people to not notice at all. I look at these pics here and I see a difference.
I guess in the end that is all that matters. Who I see when I look in the mirror. I'm sick of waking up and feeling great about how I look until I see a 1-2 lb upwards fluctuation on the scale and then letting that destroy my day. I know I am on plan. I know it's a normal fluctuation.
I know that I've lost 42 lbs, whether people tell me that they can see it or not. I know that is fat not just in unflattering areas that show, but fat surrounding my liver and intestines and it's shrinking and giving them a little room to just be.
This is no doubt what my insides look like (left), and what I hope they look like someday (right):
The girl in that picture from 2008, she is every bit as me as I am today. She had a bad hairstyle, fine. Ha. Honestly, I'm happier now though - now that my hair is grown out a bit, wouldn't you be too? ;)
Have people started to notice your loss? Does it matter to you at all?
I am trying to not let it matter to me, but the rush of a nice compliment is hard to forget ;)