Tuesday, November 20, 2012
... not funny really, but weird. An odd occurrence and so unlike me, the "old" me.
I get ready to pull into the farm&home store, and I see a friend loading up her Tahoe. I have known her for years. We use to ride horses most every weekend, before I got so heavy. Earlier this spring she was coming over every few days to Zumba with me as she was wanting to drop a few pounds also.
And normally when this would happen .... Panic would set in! I would be thinking .... "Oh! It's not too late! She hasnt seen me yet! I can just drive by and come back later!!"
You see the old me really didnt like for ppl to see how heavy I had become. I would go out of my way to not see people. To not talk to people. I could still stay in contact just fine via computer, I didnt really NEED to see anyone. I could just stay here in my bubble.
But today, I was in a good mood anyways, and that thought only briefly passed through my head, only a split second of panic. Instead, I pulled up my big girl britches and pulled in right across from her. I held my head up high and hopped out of the truck and went and gave her a big ole hug!
It was a great feeling to not be held back because of lack of self-confidence, or afraid of the way I looked, & just having the freedom to physically move about and have a spring to my step. It was fantastic!