Nutrisystem and I had the most amazing moment this past week.
First, I should share that the scale isn’t moving. I was down one pound last week, today’s weigh in found that pound. It’s a stand-off.
Or so one might think.
We say we are “on a diet”. I am learning to say “I’m working on a healthier me.”
I love food. It brings me pleasure. I’m learning to say, “Food is fuel”.
In spite of all this, the scale is my judgement day. If the number is less than the week before I tend to do a happy dance. If it hovers at the same number, my shoulders slouch and I feel down. If the number is higher than last week’s it’s Armageddon.
I hate that reality. A box of springs determines my worth….my success.
Last week was no exception. The scale dropped one pound. I winced. I’ve been so good on Nutrisystem. I wanted three or four pounds to subtract itself. I stood in front of the mirror, my eyes filled with tears. That’s when I saw it. My skin. It was hanging in some parts. I cried, “I have Bingo Wings!” When I came out of my hysteria I tried reasoning with myself, “What have I done to my body?” I bargained with every power out there, “Please make my skin go back to normal and I’ll do anything.”
My skin still hung.
Then this amazing thing happened.
My brother arrived from Atlanta, Georgia. He walked through my front door and I ran to hug him. I love him! That’s when it happened, he looked at me and said, “Wow, Jude! You look great! You’ve lost a lot of weight!”
The last time I saw my brother, August 2010, We looked like this:
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