Yesterday I was talking to Amy about my diet blog and how I feel like it will keep me on track making posts about my progress and being embarrassed to eat like shit.
Working from home all day and having nothing but a few short phone conversations with people usually leads me to a social overload as soon as she walks in the door from work. Amy’s great at listening to me rant about whatever my current passion is and knows just how to yes me to death.
Something other than her “yea”, “that’s great” and “good idea” stuck in my head. I was telling her how I was going through some old pictures from a few years back to add to my blog to show how I’ve transitioned so far. The days before I cared what I put in my mouth, and did anything but sit on the couch all day. I showed her some of the pictures and we were both in awe at how big I was for a time.
My weight has really yo-yoed for the last 6 years and we were comparing the lightest I’ve been to the heaviest and now. Amy told me, “This time your going to be the lightest”. I was like, “what do you mean”? She explained that I’ve really come such a long way with the way we’ve changed our eating habits and how I’m noticeably more active. She says that she can just tell this time that I’m going to reach my goals.
I’m really lucky because not once has she ever complained to me about my weight or ever looked at me any different. Not only in weight loss but what ever I do she is 100% behind me.
