Scene: Family Christmas today. Australia, hot and sunny.
I'm at my in-laws, with their gleaming pool. My 2yo is a water monkey and chomping to get in.
The victory: I change the two of us into our togs, and wander through the house, no towel, just me and kiddo on my hip.
I get in the pool.
I have a great time.
I take photos of me and kiddo.
Just like the other parents. Just like A NORMAL PERSON.
Why it's a victory: Maybe you've always done what you wanted, despite your weight - go you, you bad ass! But I absolutely did not. I've been policing myself since I was 14. I've limited what I did because I didn't want to look gross.
And with my new family (who are great and probably wouldn't really have cared even when I was fat) I definitely didn't have the nerve last year to jump in that pool. Last year, I "forgot to bring my togs". No I didn't - I thought about it, and quietly opted not to. My husband took our son in the pool last year.
Today, it was meeeeeee!! And it was brilliant!!
I've been in maintenance for 3mo, in the hopes it may help us conceive kid 2. I'm super frustrated to be so close to my goal but not losing rn.
And after moooonths of lockdown, where I haven't seen people pretty much at all, I haven't had many NSV's. So today, this one was delicious and I wanted to share it with you, my wonderful community.
The lesson: hitting goal is great, but there are so many little moments along the way where pieces of your life are given back (or appear for the first time). Freedom you didn't realise was missing. Ease you never thought to seek.
These last 5kgs really changed the game - I went from looking less-fat, to looking, and feeling, normal. Normal. Un-noteworthy. Not quite yet hot, but omg, normal is utterly wonderful!
Here's to you, and your SV's and NSV's. I love you all 😍
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