Yeah, I took a break.
I was so obsessed with NUMBERS.
From calorie counting and measurements to what my scale shows, I let those blasted numbers rule how I felt about myself.
I'm not "all-of-a-sudden" cured from weighing and measuring and counting.
I have decided that my identity cannot be measured by those numbers.
During my self-imposed sabbatical, I didn't go crazy, consuming huge amounts of food. Instead, I used what I've learned from when I started on Spark, and have actually lost a little. Perhaps I didn't lose as much as I "should" have since it has been close to a month of being away. But, I'm content with a 5lb weight loss. It's certainly not a weight gain. Yet,
And, I think I may, finally, perhaps, possibly be starting to believe what my boyfriend has been trying to tell me since we first met and became friends over 10 years ago, that
Granted, there will be men AND women who will completely disagree with his assessment. Yet, I may not believe they are all that great looking, outward or inward. You may think Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie are simply gorgeous. I disagree.
But, close your eyes. . .now what do you see?
Nothing. You must base the beauty of that person you are interacting with solely on their personality, their beliefs, their morals, and their values.
Yes, I've lost weight. And yes, that has helped my spirits. But as my guy has asked me, "Do you feel better?" My answer is yes. He continues with, "Will you feel better if you lost more?" My answer continues to be yes. His response? I love you, regardless. I love your body. I love your mind. I love everything that is you.
For what more can a gal ask?
And, you know what?
I love him for loving me as I am.