So that X-weighted challenge that we were all so pumped about in January but I haven’t heard a peep about from anyone since is still going on and is half way through now.
With Monday’s weigh-in, I’m sitting a couple of pounds away from that goal, but knowing my body, it’s going to go up and down a few times before I get there, which is just fine because we have three months for it to figure itself out.
But with the start of that challenge, there were some measurements that had to be taken. There was also a horrible before shot and stupid fitness test that I opted out of (me and rules, you know how I am).
The pictures I did. For the sake of jainey and my dad, I didn’t outright post them here, but you know where to find them if you really want to see them. The measurements I never posted here because I didn’t think I had to, but since I took them again this week, I thought I would today…
I mean, I know the scale is going down. I can see that. I know that clothes are fitting better and I can even fit into old stuff again. That is obvious. People are making comments about how my butt is shrinking. But sometimes I don’t see it. It’s things like this that smack me in the face and make me realize that I am doing things right.
Weight loss is (to be blunt) a mind f*ck. I will always suffer from body dysmorphia whether I’m 130lbs or 200lbs. It’s sad, but it’s reality. Despite being a healthy size for the past three and a half years, I still see myself as an overweight girl, because that’s what I saw myself as for the majority of my life.
Don’t get me wrong, I love myself more and more each day, but I still see others in the world around me and think that I’m much larger than them, that they don’t have the rolls that I do, and that I can’t fit in the clothes that they do.
It’s a struggle, but whose life isn’t, right?
But numbers don’t lie. I’m winning this battle.
Take that, belly fat. And scale. And pants. And mirror.
Do you measure your progress in ways other than on the scale? In what ways and how often?