You may have to fight a battle more than once to win it.
Saturday, May 03, 2014
My weight loss story has had many ups and downs. In my previous blog, "this is the slimmest I've ever been" I talked more about that. Fact is, I've been obese since childhood. Another fact is, I now weigh 98-99 kgs, which is probably what I'd weight when I was in 4th grade (and shorter).
I never thought I would see a two-digit Number on scale again... It's been so long that I hardly believe it is my weight showing there... When I step on the scale, I always do it with caution, stepping lightly and holding my breath during the First moments; because I fear it's not Real, that someone's playing a mean prank on the fat kid once again...
But guess what, b!tches.
I'm not fat. Not anymore. I'm curvy, maybe even chubby, but you can't call me fat anymore.
I have a collarbone. I have a waist. A pelvis that I can feel moving when I do, First time in my entire life. My thighs don't rub against each other and sometimes, through certain moves, there's even a hint of a thigh gap. My fingers are comfortable enough now with touch-screens, and I used to blame their big frame for that!
I've even found out, better late than ever, that my face isn't round-shaped but egg-shaped, with lovely angles. And they are as flattering as heII.
Yeah, people, you may have to fight a battle more than once to win it.
TRUST me, I've been battling my whole life. And the next win is always sweeter than the previous one.