I'd been meaning to do this for awhile. At the same time, I don't want to do it at all. Then I thought, maybe I'll post at 50 pounds down. Then I thought - why wait? I seem to think too much. I'm conflicted?
Essentially, I'm posting a photo of me at my worst. And me only 32% from worst to best. Or decent. Or whatever. I don't even know how I'll look when I get where I'm headed, but it's got to be better than where I am right now.
The thing is, I'm a third of the way there now (roughly), but the change isn't that dramatic in these photos. I'm still huge. Really fucking huge. But I know that when I lose my next 50 (roughly), I'll look considerably better.
Anyway, I tried to put my hand in roughly the same spot, just to give better match these two pics up and give you a decent look at where I'm headed. I can't wait to get there!
(the bad one is on the left, with me in a hat)
And because I'm a glutton for punishment, I took a quick snap of what I looked like in my senior picture. This would have been taken in the fall of 1993, when I was 17. See? Not always a fattie. Oh, and even if I do get my waist back? I think the hair is gone for good. :)