hit a weird moment this week. I've been at this since last spring, and the scale says I'm down 62 pounds, but when I stand in front of the bathroom mirror my brain still shows me the same body from a year ago. Then my sister sent a photo from a cookout last summer — same pose, same spot in the yard, and I honest-to-goodness didn't recognize myself.
What's helped: I take one photo on the first of every month, same leggings, same tank top, and keep them in a hidden album. March vs. now is wild. Also went from a 2XL to a large in my favorite hoodie, which still doesn't feel real.
Anyone else find photos show the truth way before your eyes do? And what's your progress marker — measurements, a certain shirt, rings sliding around?