So girls night out comes around every few months, and of course it always includes a nice meal out somewhere....last night, The Melting Pot. So after we finished eating our great waitress asked us all to gather around and take a group photo. A picture, of all of us, I thought, Oh no, I hate pictures! .....so I decided well it's almost time for my surgery and what the heck, take the damn picture and don’t gripe!
So Lisa (our waitress) takes the camera to the back and prints the photo....I was mortified!! Who the hell is the fat lady in the green shirt!! That is not me....really? Come on someone added that lady! See here’s the thing about pictures, whenever I’m in one I’m replaced with this heavy woman. It is NEVER the real me in that photo! That person is so huge!
It’s so strange but when I look at myself in the mirror, or look down at myself that is not the person I see. I still see the younger, fit, happy, athletic person. I really don't know why I doubt who is in that photo, or maybe I'm in denial about how I've really let myself go, seeing that picture lets me know why I really need to do this, to get back to myself, the fit, happy , athletic self....although my youth has split! My body has slowed down, I can't do the simple things that used to come so easy to me, I acknowledge I'm heavy to all my friends and family but that is just not who I see. Just wondering, who do you see in the mirror…..is it the same person you see in the pictures?? .
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