I ran across this picture last night.
This was taken 2 yrs ago this month at a gathering that I put together with my husband for his 1962 high school graduating class. It was the first time they had gotten together in all those years.
I remember I was exhausted when this was taken. Now that I am looking back, I can certainly see why. This was my highest weight, a whopping 350 something pounds!
Every once in a while I feel like I am not making any progress. I still feel huge sometimes. Like I had the surgery for nothing.
Finding this picture kinda puts me in a different frame of mind. I look at it and compare it to some of the newer ones. Now I can see how big I really was.
Perhaps I should have a wall size poster made of this. That's what they do on The Biggest Loser. Hang it on my wall to remind me daily of just how far I have come after all.