It's the small things that count.....

In my journey, the biggest frustration has been the scale.  I want to see it move down constantly.  As I have whined about on here too many times, I haven't really moved down too much on the scale since October.  Basically when I started working out so hard.   I preach to my followers that the scale does not measure your success but I have always been better at giving great advice and not taking it.  I don't get discouraged but I do get ggggrrrrrrrrr about that scale a lot.  MOVE down more that the 2 or 3 pounds I had already moved up anyway.  But I work out harder and stronger than ever have.  My insides are so much happier and the hard work shows on my outside as I continue to melt away into something super. But I do get frustrated about the weight.

Then something magical happens.  Small things happen.  Those small things that others wouldn't even notice or think are a big deal  However, it is the small things that count.  So, I really try to celebrate the small things that mean more to me than anyone could understand.

Here are my latest small things:

-I gave myself a Valentine treat of a day at the spa on February 16th.  I had a super duper Groupon deal for an express massage, facial and pedi.  This also included  a "snack".  It was a really wonderful relaxing day. My "small thing that counted" was when I had to put on a robe after my massage.  Big girls....you aleady know where I am going with this.  In my former body,  that robe never fit.  Was always anxiety and stress putting it on because it wasn't big enough to wrap around my body more less close.  It certainly was tight to tie around the waist.  Well not this time.  That robe just melted onto my body like chocolate syrup over ice cream.  Smooth and flowing and it wrapped around me beautifully.  I also had a  free nite in an old historical beautiful hotel that I had won so took off and piled up in the bed there and ate room service and wrote on my dissertation for the nite.

-Same thing happen at the doc office.  I have a non-bad skin cancer that was removed from my shoulder 2 years ago.  Have to get my chest, shoulders and back checked yearly to make sure I am spot free.  This requires me to strip down with my top down.  Also means I have that paper hospital "vest" over me.  This thing is always too small.  I used to end up ripping it as I alternated it from side to side to find the best coverage.  Almost as bad as getting Saran Wrap to actually stick to something beside itself.  Small things moment.....not only did it fit but it overlapped in the front without effort.  My doc was also super supportive and celebratory about my weight loss.

-I have had 3 more people message me to tell me they think they saw me somewhere but wasn't sure it was me only to find out after they messaged me that it WAS me!!  I see the same person in the mirror so I am glad other people see someone else.  Someone better!!

-I recently posted this silly pic on Facebook of me during our Dr. Seuss dress up week.  Was really posted to show me being silly however I had so many people message me, post or even text and call me to tell me how great I was looking. I am hearing words like tiny, skinny and awesome.  That is just fun yall!!  Here are my pics I posted (dressed up for Wacky Wednesday.....I was in neon overload)!  The pics do no justice to the insane amount of brightness coming off of my body!

 


-Doesn't matter what I buy or want to wear, it fits!!  That is surreal!!  Seriously don't know if anyone can relate to this feeling.  Ohhhhhhh the anxiety of shopping.  Not only was I limited on where I could shop because I needed big sizes but even the big sizes were too tight sometimes. I never knew and that causes so much anxiety.  I can wear the cutest clothes now and it makes me happy!  Here is a dress I just bought from a swanky boutique ONLINE with no idea of the brand or how the size fit.  This is SERIOUSLY my fav dress purchase EVER!! The fit is PERFECT!!