The one thing I've found that will constantly remind me why I'm doing this, isn't trying on a new smaller size in the store. In fact, it is the opposite. I love to try on my old clothes. Its a great visual reminder of how far I've come and why there is no way that I'll stop now.
A year ago, this week, I had the honor of being a bridesmaid in a wedding for a pair of close friends. Usually, a girl can get away with an unflattering dress by saying it isn't her style, the color didn't suite her, and it wasn't her fault because the bride picked it out. I don't have any of these excuses. I helped to pick out this dress. I even thought I should buy a 24 and work to lose some weight but I took the easy way out and grabbed the 26.
Over the next 2 months I believe I managed to pack on approximately 15 lbs. (Being unemployed and working on perfecting my cheesecake recipe certainly didn't help) By the day the wedding came I felt horrible in the dress. It was SO tight and showed all of my "curves" especially the ones in the wrong places. I was ashamed to be part of the wedding. Everything else was beautiful, why couldn't I be?
This is me one year ago (wearing a control tank top and a full SPANX suit:
This is me today (ignore the frame in the background that is framing my head. It was Matt's little way of getting back at me for making him take pictures) :
I had no idea there was such a big difference! I never would have imagined that I would be grateful to have a picture of me on that day.
What do you do to continue to stay motivated?
P.S. Happy Anniversary Scott and Chelsea!