I've been going back and checking myself out from a few years ago, thanks to Facebook.
Funny thing is, these photos weren't taken that long ago - two years, in fact.
And then this is the one taken Saturday. Thank goodness.
When I talk about weight, weight loss and the journey to get there, it is, in fact, a JOURNEY. It's one foot in front of the other, one small step at a time.
I texted my sister yesterday and the reason I'm sharing it because it exemplifies how quickly weight can become a problem without you or the people around you recognizing it.
"Do you realize how fat I was?"
"Yes, I do. I'm sorry I didn't say anything."
"Oh wow, I wasn't expecting that. Ummmm....I'm just not sure why I didn't realize it. I think it's an indicator of where I was mentally and emotionally at the time."
"Oh for sure, and honestly I never saw you as fat...which is weird..."
"I know what you mean! It sounds mean, but..." and then I say something rude about myself...
"I know. I just apologized to myself."
"OK good. But ya, I didn't realize it was so bad...I guess your personality made up for it."
"It is charming."
"Whoa, easy there."
Everyone around me is sworn to sound the alarm if I start gaining weight again.