Thursday, March 24, 2011

Mirrors lie, photos don't.

True words of wisdom from my Weight Watchers leader.  Looking in the mirror, I could be thoroughly disgusted but still pathetically unmotivated.  But seeing photos of myself, rare as they were, gave me the heebie jeebies.  It was so hard to believe that was me.  So, finally accepting that I hadn't lost an ounce of pregnancy weight in three years and terrified of being obese, I turned myself in to the WW authorities two weeks ago.  Today was "payday" and I was down 14 lbs.  So take that Biggest Loser, with your personal trainers, gyms, nutritionists and doctors!  I didn't have any of that and I still worked it.  Of course, there was a little disappointment.  I thought my clothes would be much looser and that I might have been able to get into some of my less-fat clothes, but mostly the Overhang is diminished.  Yep, I'm talking about the gut overhang that I know people see and then bite their tongue about asking how far along I am.  When I see eyes glance at my mid-section, a prayer mantra of "please don't, please don't" is triggered inside my head.  Won't it be nice when that threat is gone?  What will people notice then?  We'll see...