Friday, September 21, 2012
I'm not there yet. But I've come a ways along this journey to fitness. I'm creeping up on 'Onederland.'
I hate my before picture. It was a candid shot taken by a stranger at my brother's party. And it was a wake-up call. "That's me?!! That"s what other people see?" Although invited to a party, it was casual and I really didn't care about my clothes. I didn't care about my hair--I just wanted it out of my face. I told myself that I really didn't care what people thought of my looks. But you all know that deep down, I do care.
A friend of mine [yes, a true friend] made an off-hand comment about my style one day that also was a wake-up call. I started to evaluate how I present myself to the world and decided to let my hair grow a bit longer and not replace any men's t-shirts in my wardrobe as I 'under-grew' them. The men's t-shirts run larger than the women's, and t-shirts are admittedly comfortable. But not a good fashion statement.
So, I'm changing inside and out. I'll still keep the before photo. But I'm ready to show people what I look like now, at this point in the journey.