Good Morning Interweberz.
Life is essentially going GREAT for me right now. I’ve made some progress, I’ve lost a total of 3 inches so far around my belly, I’ve lost about 15 lbs.. So far so good.
On the flip side, I still have another 165 lbs to loose. And Comic Con has proved that I am still too heavy for my body to support me right now.
I went to Comic Con this weekend, by the way, and it was AH-MAZING! I totally geeked out, way more than I thought I would.. I truly just wanted to do and see ALL THE THINGS! It was the first test for me, on my new found determination to not let me anxiety beat me into submission, and not to let my body win the battle of the bulge. I do think on the whole I won… though there is still a lot of room for improvement. For starts I was able to do it! Without tears, without hyperventalating, without starting a huge fight with my love.. I did it! I had a few times where I felt like the walls were caving in and the people were about to trample me to death, and I just desperately wanted space and for people to stop touching me.. but I stood my ground, I found a pocket in the mayhem where there was fewer people and I’d breath. I made it! The one thing I could not overcome, were my ankles. By day 2 I was limping and in constant pain. I didn’t let it effect my mood, however I did end up having to miss out on the panel I was most excited about (Data from Star Trek), simply because it was the last of day 2… and I just could not do it. I couldn’t bare to stand in yet another line. Not because I didn’t enjoy the company around me, or the talking to new people in the lines, or people watching and spotting all the costumes.. I really didn’t mind the wait times in lines because people at Comic Con were so AWESOME! Like beyond anything I could have imagined awesome… I couldn’t do it, because of the pain I was in.. which made me a sad panda.
So here and now, my newest vow, is that next year at Comic Con I will have lost enough weight to ensure my body has the stamina to keep up with my excitement level ! I’m on my way already so I know this is an achievable goal. At the beginning of my journey, I doubt I could have even made it half of the first day, let alone the full 2 days. From 8am until about 2-4pm over the course of 2 days almost constantly on my feet… I did it, and I’m so excited and proud.
It’s the little things in life that make it worth while. Find those little things, and you’ll be happy.