So this morning, I had to laugh.
I stepped on the scale for the first time in a month or so, just for the hell of it.
it said.... 126.4 😄
I haven't weighed anywhere near that since about the 5th grade, friends. Forreal.
I've always been "bigger." Long ago, I let go of the hope of seeing that number on a scale. Because, it's not ideal or realistic for my body. ::side note, the scale was kinda propped up in the one corner by the rug, hence the inaccuracy:: 🤣😃🤣 I've never been comfortable in my own skin or even in layers of clothes that NEVER fit.
This picture on the left was captured Valentine's Day last year at my second job. I was just in the background, not realizing a picture was even being taken (trust me. I'd have jumped out of the way.). I was likely at my heaviest, most unhappy, always exhausted, never sleeping, most miserable version of me.
Here I am just a year and a couple days later feeling like WONDER WOMAN, but BETTER. *
I mean I went from accidently photobombing someone else's picture, to having the gusto of photographing myself in a fucking bra and posting it on social media!? Yeah, I've still got work to do. #wealldo
No, the stretch marks aren't going anywhere. But you know what, I don't want them to. #thosearemybattlewounds
It's like I didn't know how much of myself I'd lost until I found a way to fix myself. 🤔
It's amazing to think about how much has changed besides the number on the scale and the fact that I no longer live and breathe by that freaking number. #notaccurate 😁I wake up in a fantastic mood every morning
😁I'm sleeping the whole night better than I have in YEARS 😁I've got energy for DAYS
😁I've been a legit fat burning machine.
I could go on but you know where to find me.
Just a few simple tweaks in my lifestyle and food choices and adding pure therapeutic #ketones and the proof is in the pictures..... So step OFF the scale...