I was sent the picture on the left yesterday.
"Crazy this was two years ago," my friend texts. The passage of time wasn't what I found crazy.
I didn't know I had a "before" picture.
My first thought was, "Oh, this was right after my daughter was born." It wasn't. It was nearly a year after her birth.
People have been telling me, "You look like you've lost weight!" for a while now, a few months. I couldn't see what they were talking about. I look in the mirror every morning, before I habitually step on the scale. My weight loss has been so slow that it is imperceptible to me. The sloth-like pace does not make it invalid, however.
It's time for me to look at this picture and forgive my past self.
I need and want to think less negatively about my appearance then, and instead think more positively about my health now. It's time to recognize and take ownership for the changes I have made.
I don't need that donut. I am more mindful of what I put into my body. I don't eat my kids' food anymore (You feel me, parent friends?) I can run five miles in about 56 minutes.
And it turns out, because of all of those things, I have lost weight.
The picture on the right isn't the "after", simply the now.
The great work continues.
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