A picture says a thousand words!
A few years ago I went to WDW with friends.
I'm usually the photographer because I was
not into getting my picture taken.
I had been single parent for a while and let
myself go, but didn't see it. (or didn't want to)
So...
I went to this bar and saw this incredible HOT
piano man. My friend wanted her pic taken with
the other guy playing so we got the waitress
to take our pics with our favorite guys.
It was a great trip until I got home and saw the
picture. I had no idea who the fat person was in
the picture. Eeeek! What had happened to me?
So...
That day I joined the gym and every 6 months or so
I get my picture taken again with him (or somebody
as incredibly HOT) to chart the progress lol!
so in my case it was a picture.
I have that picture posted on my fridge
and it's in my phone as a constant reminder of where
I've been and where I'm not going back to.
Now...
It's been about 100 pounds and I have been able
to run a 5k and 1/2 marathon (before I was winded going
up a flight of stairs or running across a parking lot lol)
and it's all thanks to a pretty boy who woke me up.
Now I stay on track because of another pretty boy who
won't let me slip when I feel weak or vulnerable.
He's somebody that cheers me up and makes me work
out harder than I ever have before. He'll be the reason
why I finish the Dopey in January (5k, 1/2 and full marathon).
He's my wonder twin
