Today while I was poking around in my Photobucket accounts I found this photo of me from August of 2008:
Note to self: Strawberry blonde is not my color.
Second note to self: do not get to 380+ lbs again.
It's funny, because I wore that same necklace the other day (it seems so much longer now!) and a black t-shirt. In that photo above, I was "dressy casual", acting as a tour guide around Old Town in Albuquerque for friends of mine who had come in from Utah. Back then, I thought this was a really great photo of me. I also, for some reason, didn't think I was showing too much cleavage. I guess percentage-wise it wasn't, but...
Sometimes it's really hard for me to remember me like this... to be able to relate to the woman I was at all.
At the same time, I do remember... I remember being tired all the time. I remember feeling weak and sick constantly. I remember when my good days were even worse than my bad days are now.
I remember enough to not want to go back.
I have set the fabulous in me free, and I'm not ever going to bury me under and burden me with all that fat again.
When I look at that photo, I see that my smile doesn't go all the way to my eyes.
It does today.


Kate, can you just imagine carrying all of that weight, 24/7, on your back now? You'd keel over in no time!
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Last year I gave the girls piggy back rides... just to see what it would be like to be about 150 lbs heavier. I was able to walk around (slowly) on flat areas, but totally unable to go up and down stairs. What a flashback to my old life!
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