Jul 21 2010
It’s all in my mind.
My one-year surgery-versary is only about two months away. I haven’t wrote much about it lately and while I’m still losing (much slower pace now) and totally need to step up my toning, I’m at a much more comfortable weight than I have ever been. My weight is about what it was when I was 16 and posed for this pic with my cousin:

But that aside.. there have been some things I’ve noticed..
* I still walk like I’m fat. I feel like I still waddle around.
* I still position myself in a chair like I used to (granted, I can totally cross my legs now, so that is different)
* I still assume the same distance/personal space that I needed before.
* I forgot until a few weeks ago when Iris reminded me, that hey, I could put my hair up now! I never really did it before because I always hid my extra face with all my curly hair.
* And sometimes, forgive me if this comes across as vain because it’s not supposed to, but there have been a few times that I see myself, walking past a mirror, and I do a double-take. That wasn’t me. I still have a mental pic of myself as the fat girl I was last year.
Adam gave me a hug this morning and while he was hugging me and being silly he began to lift me off the ground. I freaked out. Not upset/yelling freak out, but more along the lines of freaking out that he was going to hurt his back. He assured me he wasn’t, but it totally made me self conscious.
It’s all in my mind. I know this.. it’s all part of the process. I was so big for so long and so it will take some time to get used to the little things.






