From a purely physical, superficial, body-image stance…
I’ve gotten way better.
I’m down to ~136 lbs. I might try for something close to ~132 or some other random number, or just 130 because it’ll be a multiple of 5 and I like that.
I’ve been eating smaller portions, doing something active daily (even if it’s just a walk around the neighborhood). I need to get back to running in the mornings again, the week on my period really screwed that up because of my complete lack of motivation. Need to increase that crazy sadistic workout routine and then the stretch exercises from hell to a twice-a-week-thing.
But point of this is that I look at myself in the mirror now and the thoughts are: damn, I look awesome. Look at my boobs. Those are good boobs to have. My stomach is smaller too, sweet! Man, the inside of my thighs don’t even rub together every time I take a step! Self-high-five!
Now, I’ve still got a bit of thigh that could go away. And a bit of stomach, too. So I’ll keep that 130-132 lbs goal in mind, but, honestly?
I look awesome.
And being able to say that makes me so happy. :)