A year ago today I embarked on what I could only describe as a whirlwind journey. Which feels weird to say because I didn’t get married or become a mom and everyone says those are the big ones. Those are the whirlwinds. Those people must not have lost almost 80 pounds in a year. BUT I DIGRESS. I’ve learned more about myself in the past 365 days than I did in any of the rest of my 31 years.
The picture in the top left corner is the one that started it all. That brunch was only a year ago and it feels like forever. When I first saw it after the waitress handed me back my phone, I knew that was going to be one of my before pictures. I felt it in the pit of my stomach. It was time.
No big update today because Thursweigh didn’t go as I had hoped. If you must know, I’m up 1.3lbs but by the time you’re reading this, I will have re-weighed myself and possibly cheated and changed my weight in my app. Or not, who knows.
I have some pretty cool NSVs but they’ll have to weight (ba dum dum) because I need to just take a minute today and look at how far I’ve come and admire how much a difference a year makes.
Love you, mean it.