It happens like clockwork. I'll go three weeks and no one says a word about my weight or how I look, and then I have a week or so where everyone comments on it.
This week, it's been random people at work, and last night, a woman at the dance studio said, "Have you lost a lot of weight?"
When I said that I had lost more than 50 pounds, she said, "I didn't think you had 50 pounds to lose!"
Oh, I did. I did.
At my trainer session on Monday, he was asking me questions about stuff -- how I feel, am I happy with my results, etc. I told him about the three pounds that I dropped and the size zero.
He was pleased. I told him I was very happy with my results so far; all I need now is a tummy tuck.
He was appalled. "You've had too much of a comeback to resort to surgery!" he said.
Now, I'm really not going to get a tummy tuck. I wish I could, but that's too much money and time spent recuperating.
But I am happy to see that someone realizes how much effort I'm putting into this, and recognizes my comeback.
(I'm not going back from whence I came, that's FOR SURE!)
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