Today I was working out on the elliptical and about half-way through I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like Mr. Potato Head. It was pretty disturbing, I mean, I know that my body is changing, my clothes fit better, I don't feel like a sausage in my XL t-shirts, and I have to tighten my belt one more notch. What I mean is, my arms looked much thinner and my torso is still thick...I know that weight loss usually starts in our extremities and then works more towards the core. Steph commented last night that my belly has gone way down, which is good. I also saw a friend that was out of town for about 3 weeks and she said she noticed a difference, too. So, I am encouraged.
However, there is this awkward stage, kinda like kids go through when they are 11 or so, that I am currently experiencing in this journey. It's just part of the process. My XL t-shirts seem a bit too large, and the L shirts make me look like I think it's cool to wear UNDER Armor as my over-armor. So, I guess patience, commitment, and perseverance are what I need to push through this phase.
The weird thing is, that if this is how I was going to stay (how I look), I'm now at a place where I don't know if there's much I'd change. I feel healthy, I have more self-discipline and control, and I don't feel like I'm owned by anything, save Jesus Christ. So, it is a bit discouraging, but overall, I am hopeful.
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