The great part of losing weight is feeling so good and having some confidence in the future of my body - at least to what extent we each have control. On the downside, there are going to be things I didn't necessarily expect. Like wrinkles. I am forty-one and until now have had such a youthful face, hardly a wrinkle to show for my years...and now that I am losing weight, there are fine little lines around my mouth and eyes that didn't used to be there. I have considered whether it is possible to have a fat face and still get my body down to svelte shape. I liked seeming younger. I don't dare ask anyone how old they think I am now! I may be exaggerating because these are new to me, but I stare at them in the mirror in my car when at a stoplight or whatever...and I think to myself "how?" and "why?" and "who says I can have wrinkles?" because I didn't give permission for that. What's up with this, face?
Recently, I heard someone say they knew they were gaining weight when they couldn't see their wrinkles anymore. I was like "....." and then I looked at me and WHOA. I don't look twenty-three. Forgive me while I pout and make some frown lines.
In weight loss news, I'm almost at a 50 pound loss. Almost. The scale wanted to give it to me but the number wouldn't stay, so I am at 49 lbs down today. Maybe by weigh-in Wednesday I'll get to 50 pounds off. Wouldn't that be cool?