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Rant: It’s my effin’ body and I’ll be as fat or skinny as I like.

These photos were taken yesterday (Sunday, October 21, 2012) after lunch/dinner.  I decided to take advantage of the full length mirror in the restroom.  My biggest issue is that despite my 50+ lbs weight loss, I still feel like I shouldn’t show off my accomplishments.  This is something I really need to grow up and get over, and that is why I’m posting them.  I also wanted to take this opportunity to say something because I’ve been getting a disturbing amount of comments “in real life” about what I should and shouldn’t do with my body.

No, I’m not skinny, and I may never be.  I’m more than alright with that, because all I want is to feel good, and to be healthy.  That’s it!  I don’t want to fit anyone’s ideal but my own.  This isn’t to say I’m not appreciative of people who think I’m beautiful.  It’s just that I’m too old to give a shit as to what people think I should or shouldn’t do with the body that I alone live in. 

If it isn’t people telling you that you have to lose weight, it’s people who want you to stay the same, or to fit their ideals.  “Don’t lose your boobs.”  “Don’t lose that ass.”  “Keep some meat on ya.”  “Don’t give up when you’re ‘average’ size.”  Shut up!  There’s always been a lot of that - the media, religion, politics.  All my life, some entity has always barked orders as to what I should and shouldn’t do with my body.  Pardon my language, but fuck ‘em all.  For real.  If I want to become a bobble-headed stick figure, then I will.  If I want to remain chubby, then I will.  If I want to get breast reduction, I will.  If you aren’t married to/sleeping with me, it’s not your concern.  Even then the choice is ultimately MINE.

Anyway, I’m showing off my accomplishments with full awareness that I still have work to do until I’m at my goal.  But, despite the road ahead, I’m happy with where I am at the moment and proud of all I’ve done so far.  You don’t like it?  Don’t agree?  That’s so not my problem, but I wish you the best.  I really do.  Now close the page, and move on.  And, to those that have supported me during this transition, you have all my love and gratitude.  Thank you so much.

For my before photo, click here.

I know I post a list of stats each week, but a picture is worth 1,000 words.  Because I’m a chatty little bitch, here’s two.

P.S. Forgive the dirty bathroom mirror pic.  I just weighed in and was feeling so damn proud I didn’t even bother to see if their mirror was clean!

I’ve Just Gotta Laugh… And Soak

I lose some weight, get a hair cut, get my mani/pedi done regularly, stop hiding behind my hair and my hoody, and my husband gets hit on.  Right in front of me, mind you.  On days when I’m feeling like shit and just down on myself, I like to have a mini-spa night.  So, I’m going to:

  • Run a bath.  Drop a Sex Bomb into the water.
  • Apply some Cupcake Fresh Face Mask.
  • Pumice my feet to keep ‘em smooth.
  • Use my Each Peach massage bar on my achy legs.
  • Meditate on all the things I’m grateful for - including my flirt-worthy husband.
  • Drink some jasmine tea and read a book.
  • Think about all the things I’ve accomplished - the most recent being completing the Couch to 5K program earlier this morning.

I haven’t even started and I feel better.  Time to go make this all a reality.

Bold as Love

To my friends and family, thank you so much for all of the lovely comments and words of encouragement.

I’ve decided to post my first before/after shot when I saw the comments I received on Facebook.  I’m so grateful for all the love and support that I’m glad to share this photo (and my weight) here.  I just wanted to be happy, fit, and healthy.  I’m finally on my way there.