Another 1.5 Kilos Down

So as you can see I have lost another 1.5 kilos, bringing me down to an even 105 kilos. I am excited about this, but still feeling cautious. Why is it when good things are happening I get skeptical? I happily take all the bad and say that I deserve it, but when good things happen I don't feel like I deserve it. I am looking at the scales the last 2 weeks and wondering what is wrong with them because I could not have possibly really lost that much weight. Don't get me wrong, I am happy, I am just scared to get too excited.

I was going to take a photo of myself on the scales this morning as per Fat Bridesmaid's challenge, but I am not a morning person and the whole idea of getting my camera out at 7.00am to take a photo was just too much for me. Maybe I'll be more organised and do it next week.

NSV: Today in Australia is Jeans for Genes Day and for the first time in the history of this charity day I am actually wearing jeans! Being a fat person who carries most of their weight around their middle make it almost impossible to find jeans that fit. Stretchy topped pants are the saviour for a body shape like mine because my legs and bum are literally 2 sizes smaller that my stomach. In the past I have made up all sorts of lame excuses for not wearing jeans like "I forgot" or "they are in the wash". Last year I told everyone at work I couldn't because I had a board meeting and it would not have been appropriate, which was technically true, but still just another excuse. To everyone else at my work wearing jeans is just a normal thing they do almost every day, for me it feels like a massive victory. I feel strange wearing jeans because I haven't done it in about 3 years, but for the first time in a long time I feel normal and like I fit in.