Although I’m not on a diet, I couldn’t resist comparing my current and (self determined) ideal weights. Maybe it would even motivate me to eat fewer sweets.
At left is the virtual me. Or, it is me if my skin were still as firm as it was at thirty. My skin is rapidly losing elasticity, and no amount of exercise or dieting is going to change that genetic heritage.
So, what would I look like if I lost twenty pounds?
That’s the thinner me on the right.
Twenty pounds lighter and I did not even lose the double chin!
I played around with it, to see how much I would need to lose to have a single chin. Forty pounds. That’s how much I weighed at my first prenatal visit, over twenty-one years ago. I have not seen it since.
Funnier, though, was that no matter how much weight the virtual me lost, her breasts stayed the same size. I wish.
While I was trying to get rid of my virtual double chin, I set the weight at known points in my history: my weight in college; my weight at my first prenatal visit; my weight after that second baby, when I could not get rid of those last ten pounds and felt FAT.
That’s virtual me, post-baby, feeling fat. Granted, my stomach was a bit poochier than that, and it was covered with stretch marks (still is), but over all, it’s pretty accurate.
I look at her and wish I’d not cared whether I’d ever lose those last ten pounds and just enjoyed the body I had.
Which is good advice for me today, too, and, maybe, for you.