melnhardy

It has been awhile since I have blogged. Partly because I’ve been busy, but mostly because I feel like I’ve reached a semi-content point in my weight-loss journey.

I am not yet at my weight goal, as a matter of fact, I am still about 40 pounds shy of that goal. Yet, I have reached a point in my journey that if I don’t lose any more weight, I will be content.

The reason is I am much healthier than I have ever been in my life. Now when my husband and I walk in the evenings, the only people passing us are runner/joggers. I can walk at a brisk 4 mph for 45 minutes and not feel like I am going to pass out at a the end. Yesterday we went to a local park to play Frisbee Golf. The course we played has lots of hills. This time last year, the thought of playing that course (or any other) would have filled me with dread. This time though I had a great time. I came in last place, but I had an absolute blast.

I am also the smallest I have ever been in my life, ranging from a misses 10-14, depending on the manufacturer. While this is not my goal of the Juniors dept., it is still much better than where I started which was a plus size 22-24. I find myself wearing clothes I wouldn’t have been caught dead in last year. Such as shorts that are more than an inch above the knee, skirts and dresses, even sleeveless tops. I’ll admit, my arms aren’t exactly great for sleeveless, but it’s not like everyone is looking at my arms and saying to themselves, “What was she thinking?” Even if they are, who gives a crap.

See, I even have MUCH more self-confidence than this time last year. Or should I say, at least I don’t have “visual self-loating” like I used to.

My husband told me the other day that he is happy with the new me and doesn’t care if I lose another pound.

Now, all of this doesn’t mean I am going to stop working towards my goal, it only means I am not going to let a number on a scale or a clothing size rule my life.