A few weeks ago at a friend’s party, I saw a few people that I haven’t seen in several months. Obviously, I look very different than I did over the summer and some people don’t read my blog. It’s a shame, I know. :) The following conversation occurred,
Person: “So Sarah, you look great! What are you doing? What happened? Are you in love?”
Sarah: “Yeah, with myself.”
Totally accurate. I guess many people do have a specific reason for making a drastic change in their lives and I’m assuming that many people do it because of love. I’m doing it for the love of myself. The journey might not have started out that way but I am amending my course. I will keep going and striving because I, honestly, love myself too much to put my body through the hell I used to. Now, the only hell I endure is in the name of sweat and muscles.
I have the luxury of being incredibly selfish. I will continue to put myself first because after 28 years, I deserve it. I deserve to be the #1 priority in my life. My health and happiness are at the forefront of my mind every day. If that means turning down a late dinner, running 5 minutes late to work because I was at the gym or saying no to a social situation I can’t be trusted in then that’s the way it goes, folks. I love a lot of things, especially cupcakes, but right now I have to love myself more.
In 2014, I fell in love with myself and my new life. People (who, I don’t know) always say that you won’t find love with anyone until you love yourself. I won’t need any red underwear this year because I know love will find me soon. I know this because I’m open, ready and already completed step #1. Plus, Sylvia the psychic said I would. Let me guess, you want to know what color underwear I’ll be wearing tonight? That would be yellow, friends, which is supposed to bring you wealth, prosperity and/or success. Why? Because I need wealth in order to afford all the new clothes for the cute new me! Another skinny girl struggle. Visit here to see meanings for what color undies you should rock tonight.
This photo is the LAST one I have of my old self. It was taken on 12/31/13 at a pajama NYE party. Exactly 2 weeks later, I had my consultation with the weight-loss clinic. Here I am 52 weeks after photo, extremely thankful that momma bought me new pjs for Christmas! Can we talk about how even my HANDS are skinnier?
Happy New Year, everyone! Drink champagne, dance on tables and don’t forget to eat your black-eyed peas tomorrow. Call a cab, or your mom, tonight and celebrate responsibly! Cheers to 2015!