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It's still sinking in...

I'm still wrapping my mind around the concept of what has happened. I'm enjoying the 4 extra points on Maintenance but trying to actually get in the groove of using them. Is that not bizarre? Imagine -- me, the girl who still loves to eat (but do so wisely), fighting the idea of more food?!?! Crazy!

Saturday, I skipped exercise because my Friday exercise was pretty late in the day, and I had to get up early to be at the 8:00 AM meeting at the local center (substitute receptionist). Then I got up yesterday morning and walked at 6:00 AM. It was a good walk, with a nice temperature. I think I can (gasp!) get used to those early morning walks. Yes, another "imagine" moment -- the girl who loves sleep like a fat kid loves chocolate cake is actually willing and ready to sacrifice morning sleep for a good walk.

On Saturday, my family and I went out to dinner. As we were standing outside the restaurant, I caught a reflection of myself in the windowpane. Holy mackerel. Again, I barely recognized myself. I used to joke when I was large that I had managed to silence the thin girl in me... but now that I'm smaller, I still see the "fat kid" in me. I know I'm thinner, but I just can't quite wrap my head around it all. Some things to work on......

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kris10 said…
Can I just tell you how proud I am of you? Dobo sent me the link to your blog, and I spent all weekend reading it from the start. Congratulations! I was also laughing about your "lack" of willpower . . . I always knew you could move mountains, and I was amused that you didn't recognize that in yourself. You've not only changed your life, but the lives of everyone who hears your story. Thank you so much for sharing your journey. I look forward to the next chapter!
Ballz said…
I can't wait to see the before and after pictures side by side. I am so proud of you.

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