Wednesday, January 30, 2013
You know how it goes. You lose weight but you still envision yourself in your old body. The first time I lost weight, I lost 30+ pounds in about 4 months. This time, I'm not quite to 30 pounds, and it has taken a glacial 33 months to do it. The pace has been SO slow that I really haven't had to buy too many new clothes. I still see myself as that person lacking a waist with a large belly, hips, and thighs.
I went to cycling class tonight. It's a tiny little room with a large expanse of windows above a half wall, with 10 bikes in two rows facing the instructor's bike. They dim the lights in the room, and the last two people in the room get the bikes under the two lights that act like a spotlight even when dimmed. Lucky me, I'm under the light bulb (ugh!). With it being dark outside, the windows act as mirrors, but the dim light inside doesn't reflect too much detail.
I was wearing my gray shirt, one I don't wear often because it's an unflattering color on a very fair blonde and the cut isn't terribly comfortable. I usually wear dark blues, as the darker color doesn't emphasize my, um, curves (that sounds so much better than bulges!). I got on my bike for a little warm up, chatting with the others. A new woman joined us and provided a mild distraction as she had a few issues getting her bike set up. Class started, and I was focused on some of the stats on my bike and what the instructor was saying. We got to a long climb and I noticed the reflection of someone in the window. Wow, I wish I had her shapely thighs, and if only my shirt would show off my waist like that! If I actually HAD a waist like that...
I then realized that it was my reflection.
The dim light was quite flattering, as the reflection in the mirror at home showed a larger belly in the bright light, but my thighs aren't looking half bad! I really AM shaped differently, and I'm liking what I see for the first time in decades.
Hard work and perseverance pays off.