So, I have been taking pictures today. I try to take progress pictures at least every other month (probably should have done monthly, but oh well). Of course, I am late (nearly a month late at this point). At least I am getting to them now, though.
I still hate taking pictures of myself. I still think I look strange in photographs…and that I probably just should not be in them. This is something I really have to work on. Not that I want to be one of those folks who takes pictures of themselves every day, but I would love to be alright with my picture being taken. Maybe someday, right?
I busted out the pants today…
I can definitely see some changes taking place even between May and August. That makes me feel good since the numbers are not always working in my favor…at least this proves other things are still happening (such as building muscle which is replacing some of that fat). This helps me feel better about losing only 14 pounds in those nearly three months. Ick.
Here is something interesting…
Once I dipped below the 200-pound-mark, I knew I was officially thinner than I had ever been as an adult. However, rummaging through my basement proved something else to me:
I am actually thinner than I was in high school! Those are two of my senior picture proofs…look how puffy my poor face is! I honestly cannot believe it. I did not realize I was already *that* big in high school. Wish I could have the kind of confidence I had back then…since I know I now look *so* much better. Ironic, isn’t it?
Do you take progress pictures? If so, how often do you take them?