A long way travelled

Neither of these photos are the best- the left is cropped terribly and the one on the right is a change room shot, in-between gym sessions to show my sister the $30 jacket (I didn't buy it...too small), but I needed to remind myself just how much I have changed, because frankly in the last months I have lost sight of whats going on.

The left photo is from 2005, I was 19, living at college and having a wonderful time, with little care or regard for my health. The right photo is from last week, in my last weeks of 25, and feeling fit, strong, healthy and mostly happy.

To date I have lost 48 kilos...it was 50 but I put on some over march/april/may when my eating got out of hand. Big eye opener that whilst I know what foods I should be eating, when I become emotional I don't think before I eat.

I just did the maths and since February 2011 I have lost 81cm from my body...I hadn't even realised. Silly that isn't it.

I'm the first to admit that this whole weight loss caper is bloody hard work- I sometimes wish that I was naturally skinny, but I also like the fact that I'm not, that I'm doing the very hard yards to create a healthy me. I think I'm probably still  20-30 kilos away from where I need to be, but I don't have an end point or ideal weight to end at. I'm going to keep loosing weight until I look in the mirror and love the reflection that I see, keep going until I feel happy with who I am. But then I don't think I'll stop at that point, instead I'll set some new goals and get stronger, fitter and challenge myself with other crazy goals... Tough Mudder and Kokoda come to mind.

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I suppose the point of the post is entirely to remind myself that I am doing ok- don't give up yet.
xx Lauren