Heavens to Betsy. It’s been a long time since I’ve taken a “before” photo and goodness, this will be my last. Amen, preach it sister.
The before photo is the closest thing (other than going to the doctor, or trying to fit into a airplane seat) to a reality check that I can get. It’s like, damn girl, you’re fat. And I don’t mean that to sound self-depricating, it’s just the truth.
I spend a lot of time trying to cover up my fat. Positioning angles, deleting the “too fat” photos, and wearing layers to forget how fat I am. I go to great lengths not to let my fat make me uncomfortable. I wear a black compression tank top almost daily so that I can suck it in a little bit better. I prefer high rise jeans to tuck in the upper part of my belly. I like bras with thick bands. I fly with a seat belt extender so I don’t have to ask for one. I avoid amusement park rides, horses, boats, and planes at all costs to pretend that I’m not obese. It’s a lot of work.
And there you have it. The most unflattering photos I have ever (I think) posted on this blog. Things should can only go up from here!
I’m using the Insanity workout by Beach Body to help me get to my Minus 50 t0 29 goal and joined to become a Beach Body Coach, you can see my website here.
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