We all know the saying "Objects in rearview mirror may appear closer than they are."
This so applies to my weight loss. I was talking to a friend about hitting 90 lbs, and while I'm proud of my accomplishment, I also seem to be playing it down, and I couldn't figure out why.
And then it hit me!
I now look like and weigh about what my head and heart seemed to 'think' I was. Does that make sense? Like I logically knew that I weighed 374.4 lbs, but that's a big number to accept as your weight. It's like a defense mechanism. My head and heart just seemed to think I was around 275 lbs, as that sounds much better. Not good, mind you, but better.
It's the same with how I look. I'm solidly in 24/26 on the bottom and 20 on the top. Even though I had to buy much larger sizes than that for a long time, I still always thought of myself as being a size 24 or so. And when I look in the mirror now, I see the person I thought I saw at 374 lbs. I think I had some magical 'thinning' glasses on or something.
I think it's safe to say my mind refused to accept my actual size, how I looked, or how much I weighed.
Weight in the rearview mirror may be higher than actually accepted.
This is so true in my case.
I think the other thing that is going on in my pretty little head is that I finally KNOW I can lose all this weight. So, while 90 lbs is impressive, it's not my final goal, and I am totally going to rock my goal weight, which means there's no point in getting too excited about being here. I'm not going to stay here long, and it's just one little stop on my journey.