Saturday, April 23, 2011
In which I can't believe it's me
Earlier this week, the kids and I went to a fun benefit where we played board games.
My friend was taking pictures and sent me this, me and my son playing Rory's Story Cubes (a really fun game, BTW).
I looked at the picture and was somewhat stunned - Is that me?
Other than the frightening fact that I looked insanely like a female version of my father (minus the goatee), it was shocking in that, for the first time, I thought I looked pretty fit. I looked like a "normal" person and not the fattest person in the room. And, for once, I saw it.
Yes, I know I look very different, but I don't always see it, if that makes sense.
Whenever I get a compliment from anyone who says something like, "You're looking great!" I always automatically do the math in my head and think, Yeah, but I have XX lbs to go.
Out loud my response is, usually, "Getting there!"
But it might be time to change that to: "Almost there!"
For a point of reference, below is a picture of my and my nephew, almost exactly a year earlier (and 4 months before I rejoined WW):