I went to the usual Tuesday night class at the gym today, in the room made of mirrors.
I was wearing the black capri length stretch leggings that are actually hanging a little loose now rather than being stretched to capacity and a 3/4 sleeve, grey, close-fitting, ancient, cotton shirt.
I still have 37 pounds to reach my goal of 180 pounds. I weigh 217 pounds, 70 pounds less than one year ago.
Well I saw myself in the mirror today and you know what I thought for possibly the first time ever? I look great!
I’ve looked in the mirror so many times and seen everything wrong and nothing right, but today I saw the opposite. Sure, I still have some weight to lose but I’ve lost so much. For once, the flaws were overshadowed by the positives. And I actually LIKE the way I look now. No. I don’t like it. I LOVE it.
As someone who has always found so many things wrong with my appearance and so few things right, I just have to write that one more time while I’m in the state of mind to do it.
I look great.
I love the way I look.
I love the way my clothes fit.
I am attractive.
I am pretty.
I am sexy.
I AM BEAUTIFUL!
Ok, crying a little now 🙂 good tears.