Today is the first day I see a difference in my face since I started losing weight. I don't look puffy or as old. I'll admit, I stood and looked for a minute or two. I've spent so many years NOT looking. I look at my hair to brush it, my teeth to floss, my blouse to see if it is buttoned right. But I avoid the big (really big) picture. Today, I met my eyes in the mirror and saw someone I remember looking back. This is a good thing since I am a little worried about losing myself. I've been chubby, voluptuous, fat, and obese. If I was thin, I barely remember, so the thin me is a stranger. I worry that I may not like her...
Sorry, just a little reflective tonight. One week from tomorrow, I get banded.
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