I loved reaching my goal weight. But, I have found it very difficult to maintain that weight at this point in my life. And beating myself over the head with every pound gained back wasn't healthy, or helpful. So, I have to accept the fact that for right now, I'm going to have to live with what I've got. Which, really, isn't bad. I'm still a lot smaller than I was when I started out. Lifestyle habits (exercise, food intake) I am healthier than I ever have been. I had never been able to run a mile before- now, I can do that and more. So I shouldn't worry too much about a small spare-tire around my middle, or flabby arms. Right? I can, once again, learn to love the body that I have, and not focus on the body I would like to have.
This picture was taken yesterday at my daughter's class Mother's Day Tea party. It's not the most flattering picture of me, but I was pleased to see that I don't look as fat as I feel. :) Again, it's amazing to me how distorted our self-images can become. Maybe I'll put this one on my fridge, as a reminder.
