3. Now I realize that most of you can imagine why this is a problem. It's fine if I am not wearing my glasses. I can't see a thing without them. And the saying "Ignorance is bliss" ain't no lie, folks!!!! I undressed, tossed my clothes in the hamper, stepped into the shower and turned around to close the shower curtain and there I am, unclothed with that HUGE (it may not seem that huge to you but you have never stood before it naked) mirror reflecting a beast never before seen and yet to be identified by zoologists, ecologists, or psychologists (which I now need). I was sure Shamu had invaded my bathroom. Free Willy, my gigantic behind, free my mind of the horror of that image! This is the closest likeness I could find.
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5. And now I say it! Out loud and in front of the masses (or at least in front of the five people who read this blog) because if I don't I shall never, ever lose this weight. It is the only way I will ever be able to motivate myself into losing it. I have to own it so here goes. My darling hubs, if it's not too late, I beg of you to close your eyes and cover your ears as you used to do when I weighed in while pregnant. I weigh a whopping 175 lbs. I have never in my life weighed this much and should never ever again. And this is where it begins. My fatloss journey.
6. My goal is 140, which is a weight I actually look really good at and what I weighed when I got married all those seven years ago, before two extra kids and 7 extra years destroyed my body, my youth, and my sleep routine.
And with that, I send you over to Jen, where the grammar is correct, the pictures are inoffensive, and the takes are uplifting and happy. TGIF, people! TGIF!